A Squire’s Trial

pletely forgotten, and now it was most likely too late to do
them, anyway. Still, while I understood his views all the better
from our conversation, I had come no closer to understanding
why he was traveling the world, doing what he did.
- So why is it that you have traveled such great distances, and
by such peculiar means?
- Would you consider him to do ill, who would upset a world
which was upside down?
- I’m… not sure what you mean by this.
- Hah, what I mean is that I am traveling the lands, causing
mischief in the world of lies, and bringing justice wherever I go
– throwing my lot in with others who would do the same in
their own way. My way is simply that of going wherever my
spirit calls me, rather than confining myself to a particular
place. My heart calls for travel and adventure. I suppose that is
my inner nature.
- So your only commitment is to the Truth, and to what you
love doing.
- And in doing what I love, I serve the Truth. I believe we
have come full circle.
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The man looked to the setting sky for a few moments in quiet
and I followed suit, reflecting on all he had told me. My hunch
was right: this was truly a once in a lifetime experience, a
chance meeting like no other as I’ve seemingly gained a whole
new perspective of life at large, so very different from everything
I’ve ever known.
It was a nice quiet moment we shared; the temperature
cooled, and gentle wind blew around us. Finally, the man
stood up and stretched his arms and legs. I, too, got up and