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Besides the two paths most
believe in today, those leading to heaven and to hell,
there is a third path. This
path leads through the mist, into the realm of the Faerie.
Some are destined to find
their way there. Others happen upon the gate by chance.
It is a world that eveyone
once knew and some have never forgotten.
It is the world of fairy
tales, castles and fantasy.
In this oft forgotten realm,
the Fay still dance inside their rings,
griffins and dragons still
fly, and mages still wield their magical powers,
The knight still rides on
his charger seeking a quest worthy of his honor,
and the unicorn seeks out
the company of a fair virgin in whose lap to lay his head.
As with the path to heaven,
the way is narrow.
The passage to the realm
is often lost in the mists,
be it clouded by the mists
of time or cloaked in the opacity of disbelief.
By those who seek
it, though, the way can still be seen, or rather it can be felt.
The pull of the magic is
still strong.
Pause for a moment, Wanderer,
and you will feel it.
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