Keep walking

I woke up, I could sense it brewing deep in the earth and I needed to stop it. I need to acquire the stone, and use it to stop the tragedy that is soon to come upon this world. I began walking to where the stone resides.

It's not far. I just need to keep walking.

As I was walking to the stone, I saw a small village. There were humans that resided in this village, small fragile humans. They looked scared of me; I did not have the time to convince them I meant them no harm, so I kept walking, past the humans, deeper into their village into a cave than the village used as shelter. And there I found the stone glowing a calming white in all of its majesty. It was larger than I last remember, no matter I removed it from its altar, I used the strings and ropes that were keeping it in place to keep it on my back; it was much larger than I. It almost did not fit out of the cave. The humans still seemed scared of me but now they were trying to stop me from taking the stone.

"Do not take the holy stone!"

"Please leave us be, stone man!"

"This is a holy place! Leave the holy stone!"

I could not understand what they were saying, no matter... I kept walking. Despite them trying to push me away and pull on the stone to make me let go, despite the arrows and spears they threw at me, despite their protests, they could not stop me and I will not stop until I have prevented the tragedy that will befall this land.

I will keep walking, I must.

I kept moving until the humans of the village left me as much as I wanted to rest. I cannot stop. I must keep going. I kept walking... and walking... and walking... through the forest, through rivers, through grasslands I kept walking.

But suddenly I saw an old cottage where there was a man and a child sitting together, as I was walking by the man looked at me, he didn't seem scared of me like the last village people, just then the ropes on the stone snapped and the stone fell off my back onto the ground.

I couldn't carry it without some way to keep it on my back. It's too big for me to carry it any other way, this can't be how my journey ends, I must stop the tragedy from happening, I began pushing the stone. It was much slower than me carrying it but I couldn't stop, not now. Just then the man walked up to me.

"Would you like some help? I have an old carriage that I don't use anymore. It could work, that stone might be too big though."

I didn't understand what he was saying, but he looked like he wished to help.

The man then walked into his cottage and pulled out a large wooden basket with wheels on it.

"Would this work?"

I think I understood what he was trying to do now; he was helping me. I lifted the stone into the basket.

"Woah! How can you carry that big rock so easily?"

But just then one wheel on the basket broke.

"Oh! Don't worry I can replace it. It will take a while though, if you feel like waiting."

I still didn't understand what he was saying, but it appeared that he was trying to fix the wheel on the basket. I hope it doesn't take too long. I sit down while I wait for the man to fix the basket. As I sit there, I can feel my eyes getting heavy, I am tired. I have been walking for days, many days.

But the man's child walked over to me and startled me. I didn't scare him either. The boy kept saying things I didn't understand.

"What's your name?"