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Memoir
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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement déc. 13, 2017
An account about the history of Realm of Many Names, written by a wanderer who's spared by the calamities and forced to witness how much his home realm would fare. Many times the Realm will face doomsdays and this wanderer will be there, recording the event as he witnesses it.
That wanderer, like his home realm, came by many names; but he's widely known as H a.k.a. the Storyteller.

The first entry of Crescent Sun chronicles which laid the foundation and guidelines for the Realm's timeline. There is little to none detailed info or events in this; Memoir covers only the big picture of what's what in the Realm.
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Long ago, the Void claimed a soul of humankind, stripping away their name, their history, their face. All memory of them faded from the world, save for the chorus of whispers the Void left behind. Thus they became The Nameless Whispered One - forgotten, yet forever haunted. But though the Void unmade them, it also left them tools. The Nameless moved like a shadow across stone, their steps forgotten as soon as they were made. Doors barred to others opened at their touch, for no lock remembered to resist them. Their daggers struck unseen, their enemies already fallen before their names could be spoken. Where others saw a curse, the Nameless carried silence as a blade. Yet even shadows need an anchor. In the halls of the evergreen court lived a princess, ageless as the trees from which her crown was carved. Her memory was unbroken, her gaze unshaken. Where all others forgot the Nameless moments after meeting them, the princess remembered. Always. She walked beside them when no one else could. She stayed their hand when the whispers urged blood. She gave them a place in her story, when they had none of their own. The people feared her choice. They whispered that she risked her throne and her immortal line by binding herself to a soul touched by the Void. But still she kept the Nameless at her side - the forgotten blade and the eternal princess. Together they became a legend: one lost, one unyielding. The Nameless slipped through shadows, unseen and unremembered, while the princess stood radiant, the only one who could call them back from the abyss. And so the tale is told: when a shadow passes silently through the forest and no one recalls its shape, it is the Nameless at work. And when you see a lone princess walking the moonlit woods, know she is not alone - for her memory is the one chain the Void itself could not break.