A long long time ago,in a small village in a beautiful countryside in an enchant magical land called kahima lived a guy named Matthew.About 20 years of age,he was a thin guy with a bright glow on his face.With a heart pounding with love for the nature,he was a wonderful sweet village boy who lived alone  in a small cottage surrounded by paddy fields.He worked in the fields all day long and would spend his evening enjoying in the beauty and purity of the world around him.His life was too beautiful and perfect..Matthew was in love-in love with the beauty around,in love with his life.

But one day something happened that changed it all forever.He went into the woods to chop off logs for bonfire.It was winters in Kahima and unbearably chilly.He was shivering,his hands were numb chopping off logs with his axe.He suddenly felt something beneath his feet.Lying on the forest floor,hid beneath the dead withered leaves was a book.It looked like a very old book,centuries old written with a feather in some language he cannot understand.It has a scary depiction of a Godlike image with people on their knees kneeling down to the King.He took it with him back into his cottage.At night,he sat under the green lamp of his with his dog,Hubu trying to understand the fascinating book but he couldn’t.The next morning while looking for something in the store behind his farm,he found some books and manuscripts that were his forefather’s possessions and his family had preserved them.Amongst them he found a very old manuscript that had translations for the book’s language which he found in the forest to his native language.He got very excited and cleared the dust and the cobwebs from the book and kept it safely.He finished his work quickly that night excited to know what the book was all about.He carefully sat down to match the transcripts and the cover translated to “The Truth”.

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