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Their once was a place called Prosporo, where many things took place. It had magic in its lands and it had science on its way, these things were kept in peace and prosperity by the goddess of hope and the three moons of its lands were beautiful each night ( one white, one blue and one red ). It was an island paradise surrounded by clear blue water and their may have been islands still unexplored.
What can be said in detail of this place was that their magic was diverse and held in its breath, action and mystic words power over nature, and power over self and body. As it permitted these ways of manipulation, self growth and healing and these things could be done in ways wanted and ways artistic. It could be said that this art of magic was free and could be made in any way, without harm of other and without harm of self.
Science in this place was as a beacon of hope to its people, it served to make things easier like with magic but in fashion less coincidental, it served as a way to know the past and a way to think of the future. But of course it also offered technology to its people, like lights and cars and phones and things for farms. It could be said that this science was what brought hope and entertainment, without harm and without fight in its truth and argument
And over this land was a being great and powerful, who lived in spirit and in flesh, guarding that world from any danger of the spirit. Her name was Ancoria and she was hope, the world was in this sense following her message of that hope and in her sword of the humanity, did she defend its lands from nothing at all. Who represented that magic and that science as what gave hope and what brought hope in people and their lives and it was in that place of simple planet, that they had finished and made it to hope. But...
Dan was a man who lived in this city and world, where these things took place.
And he had always wondered what could be outside this place of peace and prosperity, of good works, writings and invention that let the people of its land live as they did and had for long times. For prosporo, in its place knew not of darkness, nor of other things and their was not record of it being.
And it would be for this man and Prosporo, the end of their peace and prosperity. As this is the beginning the story and stories are wiser then they seem.
So Dan would open up that which was not in that place called Prosporo.
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