Chapter 3: Choosing Life Over Another...
The old alchemist...just like before...who is he...he must know something about the stone...he has to know... Feeling the sense of fulfillment, I decided to leave and continue my journey. After packing my things, I looked in the direction where the merchants were to say goodbye...they were gone...a rushing wind started to blow...it revealed the bones of three merchant...long gone...long dead...it was a tale over choosing life over another...After harnessing the heat of the desert...town after another...I now travel through the shivering winter snow. There I met three merchants of jewels and stone...trapped in the wilderness ever since their horses died in the snow. With no food under the coldness of the winter, they were dying...slowly...it comes across my mind once again...the Land of Slow Annihilation. I myself doesn't have enough supplies to keep me up, I decided to save them by hunting...it shouldn't be hard...after all...I'm in the wilderness.With the end of winter in sight, animals became active...I was able to hunt down three rabbits...it should be enough to save their own. I have to take the life of these innocent beings just to save another...it's like alchemy...gain some...lose some. I just hope those lives of the merchants are worth it...still...I feel sorry...it started to haunt me down...areThese merchants are hungry enough to want the rabbits to be eaten raw...sheez...still I insisted on cooking it...I made them a rabbit stew and some tea. The merchant wanted to give me a reward...or so called payment for saving their lives...I was hesitant of course...but as the man reached out from his belongings...it was the piece...the piece of the Philia Sophia...I cannot hesitate...it was part of my cause...I have to have it...and...I got it...still...was it all....worth it?The merchants told their story...why they were trapped in the wilderness in the first place. It wasn't really snowing in the wilderness at this time of season...it was fall after all... They have come across an old man...he was an alchemist, he added...he was asking for some food...and bound to our greed...we didn't gave him some...after some time of travelling...snow started to fall...along with strong wind...we heard a voice...."Man are bound by greed...It doesn't matter what or why...Giving has no reason to give...Sharing has no doubts to think...Man think as their blood flows...Man are bound to everything...Taking possession of things in sight...Man doesn't learn...Man should die...The only solution to peace...Is the destruction of Man...die....die...die..."As I walked away, I take one last look at the bones of the merchants, and the skins of the rabbits, in the end, lost their live for greed...and for nothing. I cannot help but to wonder what I would do next time I have to choose one life over another...for now...I have no answer to that question...
"The night fell at5:42 PM"
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Fallen(k)Night
"no matter how bright the morning can be..it would still fall in the shades of the night.."
The wind is whispering..
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