Prologue

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I looked up, and an aurora moved slowly above me.

They said i couldn't make it here.

They said i wouldn't dare.

They said i was too afraid.

But i made it.

Above me was the bridge of spirits, as they called it. Old folktales said that the angels travelled across the sky on this bridge, glowing with light and beauty.

But did anyone really know?

Not really, at least.

Scientists said that it was technically impossible for such a folktale to come true. They merely answered things with unanswered questions.

It was hard to understand sometimes.

Everything is unclear, though.

I was here to find answers.

Real answers.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 07, 2016 ⏰

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