My life is an open book, with several pages torn out, entire chapters deleted and/or altered, and some obsure footnotes in a language yet to be discovered.
I was born in the desert and remained there until the heat proved too much for me. Now I live in a valley near the ocean.
I practice alchemy in a cave and am thought to be a witch by many of the townspeople. In some ways, they are right to be afraid. For like a pheonix, when I rise from the ashes, it will be in a blaze so bright, I shall eclipse the heavens.
