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Chapter I, Page III

Dearth, when he turned 9, surrounded by only his old parents, he strayed after his daily daunting and dull work into the forest, exploring his surroundings, trying to hunt for animals to sharpen his hunting skills, he only cought rabbits and squirrels, while he would turn loose the squirrels, the rabbits are a good treat [...]

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Chapter I, Page II

Born out of wedlock, his father died before his birth, and his mother during labour, nameless, he was taken by an old couple to raise him, his new old father called him Dearth, because he was born in a time of famine that stormed the country for several years, and black death reigned supreme in [...]

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Chapter I, Page I

Forsaken, little to nothing to worry about, slowly and aimlessly walking bewildered from and to the old oak tree, where once hopes and dreams born and nurtured under it’s comforting shadows.

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