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This story starts with a wanderer. In a country so rainy that it felt as if you were submerged in a lake rather than walking on land miles from the ocean, there was a hooded something walking alongside a road.That hooded something was a wanderer. Someone who did not originally come from the country he was in, well he was not originally from this world either. He was from a planet far far away. He had wandered from galaxy to galaxy writing stories and songs and about the things he encountered, in a book that was now hidden under the cloak he was wearing. If you had looked under the hood of that cloak you'd see a face not unlike your own. For being an alien from another galaxy entirely, the wanderer looked very human, except for the pupils of his eyes, that were like the night sky full of stars. The wanderer looked as if he were a young lad not yet the age 14. But he was indeed very ancient, The Wanderer was older than the oldest human that ever lived. |