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I wish I could speak to you, but it has been years since I have heard my own voice. So the best I can do is tell you by written words.
Although you have known me as your Father, in a distant past, I was a different person. I was once a wanderer, a traveller who wished to see with his own eyes the greatness of the world, of mankind and for the brievest of moments, I did.
Through the glass of my makeshift transport I saw the city in which you were born. I saw the marvel of one man's dream and how it became an awe-inspiring reality. Yet, as I was welcomed in this strange world, the people looked at me like a messenger from above and beyond, asking me questions of the world above, saluting me as a hero and making me a legend that the papers talked about.
Somehow, some day, the magic dissapeared. Someone drugged me, knocked me unconscious the rest was haze, pain and silence. My legend dissapeared as quickly as I did yet I was still alive. Unrecognizable, c