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Phenomena

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A storm was brewing as unseen forces fought for control of the world called Fraxis. Cyrus Oldman stood alone at the center of that maelstrom, a weary old man whose one desire was to be left alone to wander through his beloved woodlands near the hill city of Marntz.

 

Cy, as he was known to his few friends, walked alone down a country lane that led away from Marntz. He was just an average man of average height and average weight. Some might even call him nondescript.

 

Cy Oldman, however, was no ordinary man.

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