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XVIII - Recovery

The village Minos returned to was a far cry from the village he left from the previous night. Nobody was screaming or shouting for help. Nobody was running back and forth to fetch and bring pails of water. For a moment, Minos thought the horrific things that happened the night before were all just part of a feeble dream, a haunting nightmare. Something that he made up in his head.

     Minos had a dull life growing up, but he was obsessed with telling fantastic stories. Not really being in a position to experience those kind of stories, he would sometimes make one up or exaggerate other kid's tales and claim them as his own, planting himself in the center of the narrative. Res assured, he would oftentimes be contented with simply reading every book he could find, and retelling them for others to hear.

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