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The Meaning Of Life

The Meaning Of Life

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Apr 7, 2019
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Fantasy
I bet when you was a kid that you dreamed of fantasy creatures and magic but not just any old magic, I'm talking about the magic of wonder, the magic of child like-innocents that let you believe the stuff that is taboo to most, but imagine a place where all the creatures that you was told wasn't real, actually are but living in a secret place in harmony. My name is Alex cifer, I was abandoned by my original family and raised by minotaur's, my original family was made up of some of the world's most famous witch's and wizards of our time but sadly when I was born on February 16, 1692, my parents and most of my family died because of execution in the Salem witch trials, so right before the towns people got to my family, my mother took me to her most trusted friend, so that she could hide me their to be raised.
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