Ich strecke meine Flügel aus,
vorsichtig, tastend.
Werden sie mich tragen?
Das weiß der Wind.
Und meine Leser werden es mir sagen.
Carefully spreading my wings,
trying to soar.
I write some things,
maybe I'll write more?
Does the wind carry me?
I do not yet know.
Will readers like it?
Future will show.
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Shandra
Shandra is a young village girl living a peaceful life. One day, however, a magaician appears in front of her...