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This work is a piece of fantasy fiction. All names, characters, businesses, events, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. As a writer, I believe in the power of storytelling to create worlds that allow readers to escape reality and explore their imaginations. Each character and event in this story has been crafted with care, and I hope they resonate with you as much as they do with me. Critique and Feedback: I acknowledge that my writing may not be flawless. Writing is an evolving journey, and I am fully aware that constructive criticism is a vital part of this process. I welcome insights and feedback from readers, as they provide invaluable perspectives that can help me grow as a writer. However, I kindly request that any feedback remain respectful and considerate. It is essential to foster an environment where all voices can be heard without fear of negativity. Identifying areas for improvement is invaluable to my growth as a writer, and I genuinely appreciate your thoughts. Commitment to Inclusivity: I am committed to fostering an inclusive environment in my writing and among my readers. I believe that literature should reflect the diversity of the world we live in. Therefore, any form of racism, sexism, or discrimination will not be tolerated in my work or the discussions surrounding it. I hope readers approach this book with an open mind and a spirit of camaraderie. Together, we can create a community that celebrates differences and promotes understanding. Copyright Notice: The unauthorized reproduction of my work is strictly prohibited. All rights are reserved. My stories may not be produced in any form without the explicit consent of the copyright holder, and any infringement will be pursued under copyright law. I take copyright seriously, as it protects the creative efforts of authors everywhere. By respecting these rights, we honor the hard work and dedication that goes into writing. Error Reporting: Should you encounter any grammatical errors, omissions, or punctuation issues, please feel free to reach out. Your feedback is greatly appreciated and contributes to the refinement of my writing. I understand that no work is perfect, and I am committed to continuous improvement. If you notice anything that can be enhanced, I am eager to learn and make the necessary adjustments. Acknowledgments: I would like to take a moment to express my gratitude to those who have supported me throughout this writing journey. To my family and friends, thank you for your unwavering encouragement and belief in my abilities. Your support has been instrumental in helping me pursue my passion for storytelling. Additionally, I would like to acknowledge fellow writers and mentors who have inspired me with their creativity and dedication. Your influence has shaped my writing and motivated me to keep pushing the boundaries of my imagination. Final Thoughts: As you embark on this reading journey, I invite you to immerse yourself in the world I have created. Let your imagination run wild, and allow yourself to experience the adventures that await. I hope this story brings you joy, excitement, and perhaps even a new perspective. Thank you for choosing to read my work, and I look forward to hearing your thoughts! All my love, Samiat Owoyemi Author/Creator of the Town
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