Moonlight shone on the calm waters of the river Styx, illuminating a small basket, bobbing slowly along. Inside the basket? A baby, wide awake, seemingly unperturbed by the lack of comfort from a mother. The princess, sighted the basket, and willed the river to bring it closer. She was not, as you may have been wondering, a princess of this world. She knew who this baby was, what he was, where he had come from, why he was here, and what he was destined to do. Interesting, she thought, lifting the basket from the river, he could almost be the baby moses, and she the princess ............ How cliched.
She kept the baby for a week until, inevitably, it was stolen, her family killed in a bloody battle to defend it against the servants of the night. The baby was entrusted to her most loyal servant, after which the baby changed hands, for a year at most, protected from the forces of evil each time by stunning acts of bravery, courage, and extraordinary strength.
Eventually, the baby wound up in a care home, and then in the hands of a couple who knew nothing about the real history of their new child. Whom they named Samuel. 'Samuel' grew, always an outsider due to his rather strange personality, but soon the time would have to come when the boy would have to complete his destiny...
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