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a kid runs along in the forest. he sees a very old tree and starts to wonder about it. then an older man wiht a black cape comes next to him
"beutifull tree is it not?"
th kid turns aournd and ses the man
"sir how are you?"
"who am i? thats not what you wish to know. for not even i know who i am."
"ah, come with me." the kid leads him to a small town evrayoen is around a big fire the kid leads him to an empty place and tells him to seat down. then he talks to the others there" i found him in hte forest he needs a place to stay."
"whatcan he do."
"i tell storys."
"really?" one of the adults stand up and begins to tell a story."there once was a maiden she had a hevy hart for she hadto choose whether she loved a man or she just lusted for him in the end she did both."
all the men cheer.
"try to tell a beter story than that new commer it has many difrent renditions and only i know of them."
he stood up. " i tell only storys that are old legends some would say. but hte story wich i waould say is long and will take al ong time to tell" he looks at the whole town. and projects his voice" you are bleesed with this forest wich speaks of life very fluently. i come from a place where the forest is silent silent as the dream wich comes to tales us forever." as he said this voice the whole town became quiet as did the forest olmost as if all life stop just to hear this tale."the tale that shall be told shall seem fake and full of lies so it does not matter but be quiet for nature is an impatient soul. in my home the forest lies silent as if a curse was brought on it. it bears no fruits and screams no pain. it waits as so does evry little thing arround the forest it waits and listens for the return of the orochi for the return of the golden ages"