A Month Later
Things have been going not so smoothly
The child continues to come and go for days
I used to play my violin to pass the time
Unfortunately, some of the strings snapped.
Even more unfortunate, I have don't have enough money to replace the strings
Ever since I left the palace a month ago, I've just been wandering the lands.
I don't know what I'm looking for anymore.
I don't know what I want to move onto.
Was all that wandering worth it if I destroyed the other thing I loved?
Perhaps I wasn't giving this "moving on" thing my all.
I should leave it all behind.
Yeah, that sounds about right.
I put the violin down and walked down the rocky road.
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"Wait, mister!" a child yelled out to me.
I stopped in my tracks and turned around.
"Take me with you."
I squat down to their level.
"And why should I do that?" I asked them.
"I have nowhere to go," the child shyly replied.
I paused and thought about it.
"Seems like we both have something in common," I said. I held my hand for the child to take it.
The kid did and we continued down the rocky road.
How peculiar
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