At times children do not grow the way we wish for them to. This is a story about the rise and fall of a nation, an ideal, and a man, and it is nothing significant. Terrifying stories of the human and its war against itself are told constantly. Yet always at the end there seems to be some saving grace to begin a new era, just when the human seems to have torn itself apart. And despite the notion that this is a story which exploits the idea that wether humanity destroys itself on a singular, personal level or a plural, racial level, it is all the same. This may just be, in the end, a story of taking joy in mundane survival of the one man or one woman. ---------------------------------------------- Or the fantasy/political warfare story about an overly-emotional knight, an irritatingly stupid knight, an awfully (immature) prince, and a hopelessly romantic princess, that nobody asked for. ---------------------------------------------- Disclaimer on the wonderful photo used in my cover, I'm not really sure who the photographer is and I designed the cover itself, so yeah, credits to everyone!All Rights Reserved
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