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Add one sentence at a time to the story. I'll start.

Once upon a time in a land far from here there was a hidden magical forest.
 
It was understandable that a forest implied trees --a bunch of them-- and that there were magic around the place; but there was one special tree amongst all the trees.
 
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A very old and beautiful majestic oak that offered special powers to anyone that knew the secret of it's origin.
 
But that secret was kept for many ages by the silent ones.
 
The silent ones kept that secret hidden deep within the cave of destiny.
 
The cave of destiny was guarded by an army of tiny light beings from the planet Zorondo.
 
The tiny lightbeings, known as the Zoros had brought many secrets with them when they had crossed the dimmensional sphere two Ages ago
 
But marching across the swamp of sinking despair was an army of bogfolk who would see the Zoros destroyed and would exploit the magical oak for their own selfish purposes.
 
The bogfolk were the descendants of the Ramens, and considered themselves the rightful heirs to the Forest of Drosse.
 
The Ramens were a good and peaceful people, and presided over the first golden age of all of Drosse, but the bogfolk had strayed from the teachings of peace and coexistence.
 
The bogfolk had become power hungry and greedy with their lust for the sap they mined from the oak roots
 
The sap gave them enormous power, but was intoxicating and ate away at their moral fiber, and now there was only one person who could stop them from tyrannically ruling Drosse.
 
He was the One that was named in the Ancient prohesies of the Ramens in the Great Tome of Drosse.
 
The whynibs were secretly Buddhist monks disguised as warriors.
 
After two or three generations living in the acrid bogs, the Bogfolk felt that the only way they could ensure a decent life for their children was to have free access to the life giving sap of the Oak..
 
So the bogfolk set out on a long and arduous journey to find the land where the life sustaining oaks were plentiful.
 
It is a long and arduous journey; tested by sun, tempted by the wind, tortured by the rain.
 
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A purple seer told the leader of the Bogfolks that the journey would last decades and many of them, including the leader himself, would perish on the way.
 
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