story

i am ingroused in my favourite adventure novel a book about ae chapter about h medival knight that got transported to a land of majic and as i finish the chapter about his first fight in that new land i wish that it could be true that people could trave to mystic places.

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a tall grim man in armour is standing in the flickering shadow cast by a tourch mounted on the glistining cave wall staring to what could be a miorror except that the images upon it's serfice are moving and in a rough gravly voice said"beware what you wish little Michael it just might come true". and he raises his gauntleted hand an a bright glowing green mist startes flowwing from it

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to be continued...