Story Vs Epic Novels & Stories

I can't just borrow again from Hendrick because this time, I am not sure if I can pay on time or I can pay it anymore. I was thinking hard when May suddenly wanted to tell me a story. “I’ll tell you a story, my lady.” “What is it?” May started her story by telling me the history of the empire. “I already knew that.” Is what I said but she didn’t bulge, she continued and her story went from the empire’s history to a story that was passed down to their family. “So, on our land, which is in the West, there were stories that there’s a couple living together, they weren’t happy with each other but still chose to stay because of being poor.”

It cannot be a present for us from God. Let this part for later but now let me tell you an important role of time in any story. (Why a story when everything is a fact). Even before the arrival of the comet, the world is still not a part of the meaning of the unification. But in that era they knew one thing, how to respect each other. Then how does everyone become so mean and thirsty of each other's blood, money, land and whatsoever they have!? If I want to conquer this world and other worlds, I can make it happen now just by saying. But others like Ma'la, they had to struggle for the God like powers first then they had to fight against many and so many everyday to everlast at the same place.

They ate the food in silence. After eating, they moved to the living room debating on which movie to watch. "Let's watch Lion King" nafisa suggested . "And why? "Khadija questioned. "Do I look like a baby to you "she added. Nafisa dropped the topic of watching cartoons before her cousin would take it far, they decided on watching The Meg which nafisa found weird . She doesn't like action or romantic movies, she would rather watch cartoon for the rest of her life. The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes.

"Retreat if need be. Better a tactical retreat than a disastrous stand. But understand this, you must seek out the others. The ancient tales are all true—Winter, Vernal, Summer, and Autumn—they existed." And there it was, the final piece of the puzzle. A grand revelation that turned my once-normal world into an epic saga, and in this whirlwind of romantic comedy, magic, and danger, I found myself at the heart of a story I never knew I was destined to lead.

“Do you remember the old stories? The ones your father never wanted you to hear?” I frowned. “What stories?” “The myths of wolves who bonded outside their kind. Wolves who bridged divides so vast they seemed insurmountable. Rare, yes, but powerful. They changed history.” “Legends,” I said dismissively. “Legends are born from truth,” Eldrin replied. “This bond isn’t just about you, Lucan. It’s about what it means for us. For the rebellion. For the future.” His words hit like a blow. “If the council finds out—” I began.