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The Travel to Nowhere.
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It all started a year ago. It was just a morning like all mornings. I had to go to my farm. The weed need to be removed and made to bread. So I could make some minas again. It was me and myself here. All alone in the wilds. Farming in the morning and travelling in the afternoon. Like every other day I would come home late in the night at fall a sleep on the couch. Then I would start all over again. Every day I hope I won't get robbed by bandits. And today was the day. I got robbed. The bandits weren't very smart tho. They just robbed al my weed. They didn't took any minas or gold. The strange thing was. I didn't care for the weed. I asked myself. Why would I keep on living this life. I left a note while I knew that no one would ever read it. I didn't lock anything. I even left all my gold behind. Only took the minas. I started walking. I had to walk on the grass. I couldn't even afford a road to my house. When I reached a big road. I didn't know where I was. Then suddenly I saw some movement. I saw a shadow. The shadow became bigger and bigger. I what a tall man. It was an orc!