Himara

Himara

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When the glaciers melt and the mountains flood, its up to a few frostbound souls to save their drowning world. Himara reads like a myth unearthed: lyrical, symbolical, and steeped in the grandeur of nature's wrath and wonder. It is both a hymn to the earth's beauty and a funeral song for those who dare defile it. All my work is my own; written with love, not AI.
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We've all heard of myths, haven't we? The epic tales of heroes in the skies, lands, and seas. We've heard about the gods and goddesses, the good, the bad. The wars. The perfection. All of it. But what if, There wasn't good or bad, There wasn't perfection, There was mortality and morality to these myths?

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