

The Ending of a Story
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The Ending of a Story
The Storyteller just arrived at the Temple of the Setting, where all stories have been collected and told through the generations.
He saw the giant building, which radiated happiness and harmony. Looked like the merriest place on the world. He climbed up the stairs and walked through the front door. The inside of the Temple was even more beautiful than the outside. It was full of happy people, who talked to each other with warm smiles. Everyone seemed happy.
One priest approached the Storyteller. He wore the standardized blue robes of a Collector. The Collectors were the servants and the guardians of the Setting. They protected it from any sign of corruption.
‘Are you the Storyteller of the Mountain?’ asked the priest nicely.
‘Yes.’ answered the Storyteller. ‘I bring the Story of Memory,


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