This is a little story I (Urs Holzer) made up on the way to the school. I later reconstructed it at home. Have fun reading it!

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Journey

There was sea and behind the sea there were mountains and behind the mountains there was a land and behind the land there was a field with trees and behind the field there was forest and behind the forest there was a beach and behind the beach there was sea and behind the sea there were mountains and behind the mountains there was a land and behind the land there were trees on a field and behind the field there was forest and behind the forest was a beach and behind the beach there was the sea and behind the sea were mountains and behind the mountains was land and behind the land was a field with trees and behind the trees was forest and behind the forest was a beach and behind the beach was sea and I climbed the mountains and I rid through the land and I walked on the field with the trees and I starved through the forest and I stood on the beach and I reached the sea and again there were mountains and a land and a field and behind the trees a forest and then a beach and then there was water and I found a key in the water and a leaf on the land and an apple on the trees and a ball in the forest and a book on the beach and there was water, so much water and I sailed on the water and I climbed in the mountains and I ran through the land and the field with the trees and I reached the beach and there was water, so much water, water again water and I travelled over the sea and I read the book and I climbed the mountains and prayed by the shrine and I went on through the land and the field and I ate the apple and I reached the forest and the beach and there was the sea and I read the book:

I travelled over the sea and the mountains and the land and the field and the forest and the beach and I wrote this book in order to help you doing what I couldn't do. I found some things as you might have found some too. Eventually you've already found them yourself, you crossed the sea with its high waves and the mountains with their high rocks and the land with its high grasses and the field with its high trees and the forest with its deep shadows and the beach with its dry sand and I will tell you where you can find what I found and hopefully you will be able to do what I wasn't and if not, then write a book to tell what you know to an other person who endlessly swims, climbes, walkes, rides, moves and searches for items that bring the end to the repetition of water, stone, grass, leafs, wood and sand.

And I slowly began to undrstand. But I failed my quest and it became evening and the night began and behind the sea were the mountains and behind the mountains was a land and it was dark and the trees on the field were whispering and the forest blinded my eyes and the beach and then there was water so much water and the next day began and the weather was hot, really hot and I began to write a book about a never ending story and I moved on over seas, over mountains, over lands, over fields, through forests, over beaches and there was water and I finished my book and I gave my book to the water and I was old and I gave my life to the spirit of this story of seas, mountains, lands, fields with trees, forests, beaches and water.