Belisario

Belisario works in reunions, one of the finest trades there is. His talisman keeps in its amethyst all the threads left loose between people: friendships that drifted apart without a fight, siblings who stopped calling, two who loved each other and life moved them out of place. When one of those threads still has life in it, the mushroom lets him know, and he sets to weaving coincidences with those slender fingers: he makes you miss a bus, sends you down the other street, gives you a craving for that very shop. And suddenly, there's that person, and you both say 'what a coincidence!' while Belisario spies from some corner with those enormous eyes that miss nothing. Coincidence, they call it. He prefers to call it a stitch. Some encounters look like chance and are really threads someone never stopped tending.