In a hidden village between mountains, an old man named Kael lived. He spent his days in his little cabin by the river, with the only company of his old black cat.
As a child, Kael had dreamed of being a writer, but never wrote anything. His people believed that he was shy or that he lacked talent, but in reality, he was afraid to break the spell that kept his village safe.
One day, while walking through the forest, he found a strange book covered with bright runes. The book began talking to him in whispers, promising him to be shared if he shared his stories with the world.
Kael knew that writing could unleashed unpredictable consequences. However, the words began to flow alone. Their stories told about magical creatures and endless trips.
As the stories spread, the villagers noticed changes in their surroundings. The plants grew faster, and the animals showed unusual behaviors.
He finally understood that every time he wrote, he released something from the book. Although his village prospered, he also felt that something vital escaped him with each word.
Over time, Kael decided to close the book. He knew that his people needed the balance he offered, but also yearned to recover his own essence.
And so, the old man stopped writing forever, but his stories remain alive in the hearts of those who read them.
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