But let's get to the point (How strange I take alternate paths and turnings to make a simple story a fusion between a medieval battle and a tea party), how i was telling, the story in my head is about a father on a cliff overlooking the sea in a horizon that seems not to end, remembering how exactly a year ago his daughter was taken from his side, in what seemed the most sordid event of his life, but which he knows he has in his own hands the solution and with All his forces will do the impossible to get back to his daughter, just at the moment when the air seems to get colder and the waves begin to grow to roar and just in front of him opens the portal that will take him to what is an unknown path but one that is certain that it will lead him to see again the light that illuminates his life from the first second.
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But let's get to the point (How strange I take alternate paths and turnings to make a simple story a fusion between a medieval battle and a tea party), how i was telling, the story in my head is about a father on a cliff overlooking the sea in a horizon that seems not to end, remembering how exactly a year ago his daughter was taken from his side, in what seemed the most sordid event of his life, but which he knows he has in his own hands the solution and with All his forces will do the impossible to get back to his daughter, just at the moment when the air seems to get colder and the waves begin to grow to roar and just in front of him opens the portal that will take him to what is an unknown path but one that is certain that it will lead him to see again the light that illuminates his life from the first second.