His hands danced over the books to absorb the warmth once held within them—each cover standing guard over its world. He has lived countless lives, transported into worlds of another's making, returning to the present for a moment long enough to catch his breath.
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We all have our own journeys, and with that, our own stories, the ones we wrote ourselves, the ones others have written about us, and the remnants of those passed down to us by others. These stories and moments shape us, and they leave traces of themselves behind as they silently whisper their secrets into the world.
Through the power of the blockchain and my Hidden Stories contract, we created a beautiful convergence of...