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Walking this dual-layered world for so long, in the past
Never assuming or wishing for reality of magic in a peice of fiction, a game
Knowing all the time that the magic was within me,
It was always there.

The world is always magical because the world is both outside and within.

Yes, I live a human life.
Yes, I am called upon to do service to the empire within which I stand.
Yes, this is difficult.

But still I can try my best. I will.
There is no suffering in doing so.
The world is full of possibility.

I am what I am, and what I am is flying with the flow of time; onward, to explore.
The voices of the past and future sing with me.

I have something to protect.

For which I am to brave the world's divisiveness.
Brave the world's impossibilities, the world's traps and fears.

For which I will be honest to the world; the world outside and the world within me.

For which I am to choose wisely. To do what it right.
To never forget. To finish the fight.

This is how even in my captivity and servitude,
I am already free.

I will not wait. I will move. I will dance. I will fly.

I will sing.