Introduction
Borderline cases in fantasy are the characters or situations that hover between the fantastical and the mundane, leaving readers unsure of where they truly belong. It is like trying to catch a glimpse of a mythical creature, only to have it disappear before your eyes. Borderline cases are like elusive creatures that straddle the line between two worlds. They are the misfits, the oddballs, the ones who don’t quite fit neatly into any category. These magical beings possess a unique blend of confound characteristics. They are the chameleons of the supernatural world, constantly shifting and adapting to their surroundings.
While some may view them as outcasts, I find their ambiguity and unpredictability to be quite fascinating. It is as if they hold a secret, a hidden power that sets them apart from the rest. And although their existence may be perplexing, it is precisely this enigmatic quality that makes them all the more captivating. In the realm of magic, there are those who are firmly rooted in one camp or another, clearly defined by their abilities and attributes. And then there are the borderline cases, the ones who blur the lines and defy categorization. They possess a unique blend of magical talents that cannot be easily classified. These individuals are like walking contradictions whom I am proud to be one of them. They challenge the very foundations of what we think we know about magic.
My purpose here on earth is very well-collocated with self-expression. From a young age, writing represented a method to be and to become someone other than myself. My childhood days have been very difficult since my parents were separated back tand I grew up only knowing my mother. The loneliness I felt during such days was the only feeling I needed to establish my imaginary world and reside in ever since. Apart from this book, I have written an uncountable number of fiction, poetry... and many of which I only thought of one thing; escapism. The only thing I wanted was to depart from reality and my young age hindered the process of departure, so it was my imagination that ran faster than my feet.
