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Chapter 5

Looking back in the solemn throws of deep contemplation, I gaze
at the strange facts that are my life.

Every calling, every hailing, none of which occurred or were
directed at "Wyndaxe" but were to "Zyhaxi".

My entire past was meticulously rewritten by the power of the
divine whom live up above.

To know that the past is as fluid as the gentle stream,
effortlessly flowing, yet it's course can change.

Understanding only a small glimpse of the power on high is very
enlightening and awe inspiring.

I was, however, able to detect the slightest flaw in the magic
as Islinic's mind hadn't known my visage.

Some minuscule amount of conversation was needed to enlighten
the Lord Adept of the power and outcome.

I had suspected that if this magic was fluid, that the ripple
may have not reached him yet, so I explained.

As we once were, now we are again, acquainted and on good enough
terms to continue our conversations, happily.

No other mortals seem to have these recollections, I suspect
this is due to the great magic of the Lord Adept.

Truly remarkable, I yet stand in awe of these experiences. A
son of the smith Jimlum, is me Zyhaxi.