Questing Knight
-Why do you do it Sir? - Asked the squire, inquisitive.
-Do what?
-Why do you help them? They aren't going to pay you for your work, not going to return your favors, and probably they will forget you. Although, you still continue... I can't understand. It's madness.
-Come with me, lad. - Said the knight.
They walked through a dry land, where people had almost nothing.
-Look at their faces. Can you really deny helping these souls? Can you stand watching all this suffering without doing anything to help?
-No Sir, but...
-Listen, my lad. Perhaps you can't see this now, but when you grow up to be a knight, you'll notice that the smile on a face of a child, the hope in the eyes of a man, and the joy in the eyes of a woman worth more than all the money in the world. And, once you had undertaken the knighthood, you'll understand my "madness".
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Interlude
Have you got your Christmas gift? I hope so.
End of Interlude
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So be it.
sexta-feira, 14 de dezembro de 2007
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