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Life can push you to the age of insanity,.A brief glimpse into Errin’s Journey and The Forgotten Valley.

Errin, a man of unknown origins, stumbles upon The Forgotten Valley, a place of profound mystery, where time moves differently, and reality bends like a dream. Drawn in by its untouched beauty and the simple life it offers, he soon finds himself entwined with its people, its customs, and a woman who binds him to the valley in ways he never anticipated. As he fathers children, his role transforms from an outsider to an integral part of the valley’s hidden truths.

But The Forgotten Valley is not just a place—it is an enigma. A world that exists between existence and illusion, where time can stretch a century into a fortnight. Errin lives through lifetimes, experiencing the joys of family, the serenity of nature, and the burden of questions that have no answers. His children grow into extraordinary beings, drawn into powerful sects beyond the valley, where cultivation, trials, and the fate of entire bloodlines are decided by strength.

Yet, a lingering uncertainty remains. Is The Forgotten Valley a sanctuary or a prison? Is his life there real, or merely a fleeting dream? When he finally leaves the valley, time reveals its cruel hand—only twelve years have passed in the outside world, while he has lived for over a century within (144year). Doubt consumes him. Was it all an illusion?

As he nears the end of his life, longing for the valley but unable to return, he entrusts the journey to his sons. Three set out, but only one succeeds. That son finds the valley changed—vast, filled with countless souls living in quiet harmony. His experience mirrors but does not replicate his father’s. And in the end, when Errin dies, he wakes once more… Was The Forgotten Valley real, or was it simply a dream too vivid to forget? Is life real, a dream or a mirror of domething else?

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ERRIN THE OUTSIDER

Errin fell to his knees, clutching his head as waves of memory crashed over him. They came without order, without mercy—faces, places, emotions bleeding into one another, slipping between the cracks of his mind like sand through fingers.

A forgotten war. A lost home. A promise whispered beneath the stars.

It danced on the edge of his tongue, just out of reach.

The valley wavered before him, shifting between past and present. One moment, it was the simple place he had called home—the next, it was something vast, unknowable, stretching beyond the limits of time.

His eyes snapped open. The voice was soft, yet it rang with a power that sent shivers down his spine. He turned.

She stood at the edge of the field, half-hidden in the golden light of dusk. Her hair moved like river currents, her eyes holding the weight of countless years.

"You're here," he breathed, his voice raw.

She nodded. "You remember, don't you?"

He tried to speak, but the words tangled in his throat.

What was he remembering? A life before the valley? A life outside of it?

Or had he always been here, lost in a dream of something greater?

And as it settled in his heart, the world shifted once more.

But the moment his fingers brushed hers, the valley vanished.

And Errin awoke to a sky he did not recognize.

Chapter 14:A Name On The Wind.