I sat still as silence blanketed the room, I look far beyound the horizon of my sight, the passage of time, a life full of me, a long tale of little triumphs, for there were many things I had to find out, many things I had to prove to myself, hope seemed faraway and days were quick with their very newness, for I was a hunter hunting in a jungle of obstacles, searching for life in the world of the dead, searching for purity in the hearts of the unpure, searching for peace in a time of war,
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