There was a poor
farmer just outside the walls of the towered city name Shay. One day Shay told
his wife, Anya he was going to market for more supplies. Walking with stick in
hand Shay journeyed down the wall-stone road from Mithar to Lindol as was his
custom. Up ahead was a single stranger. Shay thought it odd that there were no
wagons or other people on the road, but he continued even so. From time to time
the grey cloaked figure up ahead would slow down and turn to look back at Shay,
all without a greeting or sign. Having his pointed hood up, no face could be
seen.
Shay called out,
“Yo stranger, is there something wrong; something you need?” Suddenly to his
shock the cloaked man burst into flames. There was fright, no crying out or any
reaction of pain. The man kept walking down the stone road as before. Several
steps later and still he walked as if nothing had occurred. There was no
reaction from the torched man on fire.
Shay ran to the
stranger to help put out the fire. He called out, “For God’s sake man – let me
help you!”
In that moment the
roaring figure of the burning man was utterly extinguished. The only remaining
form was filled with a boiling, wisp of smoke. As the farmer approached and
stopped the once figure of a man calmly turned to face the sure footed farmer
and said, “ ‘For God’s sake”? Yes, yes you may help. Stand still oh child of
man and know before whom you are standing for it is I myself; Illuva, the One
and Always. I am that one you feared most and in a lifetime have come to know
the least. I call you, oh child of man to go and tell them who corrupt my name
they are warned!” With that the smoke was gone and the farmer all alone on the
road.
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