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  Forest of the Forbibben, Niamey, Niger
Sunday, December 31, 2017

The Battle is beginning to unfold in this enormous forest. The atmosphere was gloomy and dark. The Forest was close to being pitch black-villagers fighting the enemy undead trolls were carrying tall torches. The few villagers left were equipped with broadswords and bows, and their chests plated with bronze armor; only the best had survived. Trolls erupted from large pits in the ground. The villagers were cornered.

There were insects and spiders crawling everywhere, the odd bat flew by, but covering almost every square inch of the Forest were small salamanders. But as the battle erupted the salamanders took cover on the trees and in logs-they didn't want to be shot or slashed, or possible even stepped on. There were several doe around the vast forest, but most have already been killed. Most creatures in the forest were stunned and confused as they were not used to this kind of action. Rarely ever did someone enter the forest until today.There were battalions of Trolls, a few dozen villagers and me...

There I was: surrounded. I picked a sword up from the ground and magic happened. I don't know how; I had never even held a sword before, but it seemed to be a natural gift! I cut and slashed through the endless waves of Trolls. Finally, gone, and they didn't come back. A kid my age, around 14, named Jon Snee, came up to me. "Mad skills, bro" he said to me. We striked up a conversation. After that I knew we had become friends, even is we didn't say it verbally. I told him the journey ahead would be treacherous. I knew we had to. Jon knew we had to. We had to defeat Groll...

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