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Categories: fantasy (fiction)
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You draw a skinful of water from some creek around you, perhaps abating a tide from a distant continent. Does it get lonely when all you can do is watch the passage of time and the changes in history? Is it true that you remain a spectator? I do not want to write from the humble commoner to the mythological character's growth trajectory, this is just a recounting of the reluctance to become the protagonist of the legendary story of two people, what they see and hear, to take you on a tour of a colorful world of swords and magic.