Day 3 - Scene 7

Under the old tree, on the big hill, sat a small man, feeling stupid. All around him, the world went on as usual; the sheep ate, the wind blew and the dog kept sleeping. Far above, the sun made it's way towards a glorious sunset. It was still many hours off, but on days like this, too old to be spring and too young to be summer, every sunset was a thing of beauty.

Like so many times before, time did what time does best and the little man felt less stupid. He still was, but it didn't matter as much anymore. He'd made mistakes before and he would again. He would live with it and maybe, his goddess willing, he'd be allowed to make up for some of them. The tree held him close and told him everything would be allright.

Then the dog woke up and, together, they began the long walk back home.

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Continued in Day 3 - Scene 8.

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