The Dream Rider's Memories

Kamasylvia

After journeying through the deep blue woods, I finally set foot in Kamasylvia—a land bathed in radiant light.

It wasn't the breathtaking scenery or the tales of spirits and fairies that captivated me most, but Arduanatt—the legendary, pure-white Dream Horse said to soar across the skies.

When I heard there was a way to meet this mythical creature, I resolved to pester anyone in Grána who knew the secrets of Dream Horse training.

I threw myself into raising my own horse to become a courser, all while keeping a keen eye on the horse market for any opportunity. Yet no matter how quickly I rushed when word spread, I always seemed to arrive too late.

Preparing was hard, but the training proved even harder. By my 48th attempt, the stable keeper—who once laughed at my constant failures—had begun giving me only sympathetic looks. Still, the more I failed, the more determined I became.

And then, one day, a Dream Horse with snowy white wings appeared before me. In that moment, I was overcome by a feeling beyond words.

Now, with these wings, we set out together into the great beyond. With Arduanatt by my side, it feels as though there is nowhere we cannot go.

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