High Fantasy Narration
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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my pen falters, then falls from my knuckle grip, leaving a worm's trail of ink across Fed Ren's paper. I have spoiled another leaf of the fine stuff, and what I suspect is a futile endeavor. I wonder if I can write this history or if on every page there will be some sneaking show of a bitterness. I thought long dead. I think myself cured of all spite. But when I touch pen to paper, the hurt of a boy bleeds out with the sea spawned inc until I suspect each carefully formed black letter scabs over some ancient scarlet wound. Both fed rin and patients were so filled with enthusiasm. Whenever a written account of the history of the six dutch cheese was discussed that I persuaded myself the writing of it was a worthwhile effort. I convinced myself that the exercise would turn my thoughts aside from my pain and help the time to pass. But each historical event I consider only awakens my own personal shades of loneliness and loss. I fear I will have to set this work aside entirely or else give in to reconsidering all that has shaped what I have become. And so I begin again and again, But always find that I am writing of my own beginnings rather than the beginnings of this land. I do not even know to whom I try to explain myself. My life has been a web of secrets, secrets that even now are unsafe to share. Shall I set them all down on fine paper only to create from them flame and ash. Perhaps