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PROLOGUE: WRITING A SET OF all possible character strings. All possible books would be contained in that. Most unfortunately though, there is no guarantee whatsoever you would be able to find within it the book you were hoping for. It could be you might find a string of characters saying, “This is the book you were hoping for.” Like right here, now. But of course, that is not the book you were hoping for. I haven’t seen her since then. I think she’s most likely dead. After all, it has been hundreds of years. But then again, I also think this. Noticing her as she gazes intently into the mirror, the room in disarray; it is clear that centuries have flowed by, or some such. And she, perhaps, has finished applying her makeup, and she is getting up and is going out to look for me. Her eyes show no sign of taking in the fact that the house has been completely changed, destroyed around her. The change was gradual, continuing, and even long ago she was not very good at things like that. As far as she is concerned, that is not the sort of thing one has to pay attention to. Not that she is aware, but it seems so obvious, she doesn’t need to care about it. Have we drowned, are we about to drown, are we already finished drowning, are we not yet drowning? We are in one of those situations. Ofcourse, it could be that we will never drown. But think about it. I mean, even fish can drown. I remember her saying meanly, “If that’s the case, you must be the one from the past.” It is true of course. Everybody comes out of the past; it’s not that I’m some guy who comes from some particular past. Even when that is pointed out, though, she shows no sign of backing down. “It’s not as if I came out of some bizarro past,” she said. That’s how she and I met. Writing it down this way, it doesn’t seem like anything at all is about to happen, right? Between her and me, I mean. As if something could ever really happen. As if something continues to happen that might ever make something else happen. I am repeating myself, but I haven’t seen her since then. She promised me, with a sweet smile, that I would never see her again. For the short time we were together, we tried to talk about things that really meant something to us. Around that time there were a lot of things that were all mixed up, and it was not easy to sort out what was really real. There might be a pebble over there, and when you took your eyes off it it turned into a frog, and when you took your eyes off it again it turned into a horsefly. The horsefly that used to be a frog remembered it used to be a frog and stuck out its tongue to try to eat a fly, and then remembered it used to be a pebble and stopped and crashed to the ground. With all this going on, it’s really important to know what’s really real and what’s not. “Once upon a time, somewhere, there lived a boy and a girl.” “Once upon a time, somewhere, there lived boys and girls.” “Once upon a time, somewhere, there lived no boy and no girl.” “Once upon a time…lived.” “Lived.” “Once upon a time.” From beginning to end, we carried on this back-and-forth process. For example, in this dialogue, we were somehow finally mutually able to comeup with this kind of compromise statement: “Once upon a time, somewhere, there lived a boy and a girl. There may have been lots of boys, and there may have been lots of girls. There may have been no boys at all, and there may have been no girls at all. There may even have been no one at all. At any rate there is little chance there were equal numbers of each. That is unless there had never been anybody at all anyway.” That was our first meeting, she and I, and of course it meant we would never see each other again. I was making my way in the direction she had come from, and she was headed in the direction I had come from, and this is a somewhat important point; you must realize this walking had to be,
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Luna Olywn: Tale Of The Tribred Witch

The kingdom of Ezra is supernatural, far from the belief of the ordinary eyes, and mainly populated by werewolves, elves, and vampires but dominated by werewolves; the kingdom is ruled by a purebred werewolf family. But now the throne is being threatened because of the sudden deaths of half-bred wolves who made up the majority of the army that protects the royal family and defends the kingdom from any form of external attack. They are getting stuck in their wolf form and are not able to turn human, and to make matters worse, after a time of being stuck in this form, they start to rot from the inside. This caused a lot of conflict in the kingdom with the other two majority creatures plotting to overthrow the ruling werewolf clan and come to power until a prophecy was made. There is a remedy to the unprecedented malady; the only person who can reverse the curse and save the lives of these half-bred werewolves is “Olywn Fairey,” the forgotten daughter of the deceased sage of the highest order, a woman who was executed due to the forbidden love between her and the Elvin king. But it's not as easy as it sounds because Olywn did not grow up in Ezra, and the only clue they have is that she is using the human kingdom. Now, the three princes of the royal family have been sent to the human world, with the promise that whoever gains the heart of this tribred witch will be crowned king. Who would Olywn choose? How will they find her when she doesn't even know who she is? Will she be able to give her heart to the son of the man who murdered her birth parents? Also, will Olywn fair alright, being plucked out of the everyday life she is used to? Will she be able to accept the fact of who she is? I guess there's only one way to find out, dive with me into the world of Olywn Fairey and find out how she navigates these unusual circumstances.
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