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“Sheep,” the Gentleman says, and it sounds like a death sentence. “Pathetic sheep, huddling together on the mountainside, praying that it’ll be one of the others tonight. Any of the others. Is that what you are? Another sheep, waiting for the cull?”
It feels as if the world has narrowed to that horrible, depthless monocle and the wolf’s relentless growl.
I blink, and say ” ‘There are no eternal facts, as there are no absolute truths.’ You forget that wolves run in packs.”
“Packs? What has that to do with fettering yourself?” He waves a hand dismissively, but he backs off slightly, and the horrible sucking feeling diminishes. His voice is calmer, too. “You have a point about truth and eternity, however. Interesting.”
I nod, trying to keep my expression confident. “Not all prudence is weakness.”
He laughs. “Oh, it most certainly is. But that does not always mean that it is unjustified. Enough of that. Maybe you’re right to prefer to contain yourself for now. I can tell you where to seek answers, rather than how, if that is your choice.”
“It is,” I say.
“There’s a price, however.”
I nod, calmly. “Of course. A modest one, I assume, for such a simple thing.” I don’t have much in the way of currency on me, but I’m fairly sure that he’s not talking about money anyway. What use would there be for money in this place? I’ve seen no signs of an economy.
“A modest one!” The Gentleman laughs again, and this time he actually sounds somewhat amused. I allow myself to relax slightly. “I like that. It suits you, given your modesty regarding your own abilities and status. A piece of advice for free — modesty can be fatal, in this place.”
“I’ll take it under advisement,” I say.
He grins. “I’d expect no more. So. How will you pay? With body, mind, soul or existence?”
I arch an eyebrow, and try to look cool. “Do I get a receipt?”
He laughs again. “No, but I can offer a you a 30-second head start if you prefer.”
I find a grin for the Gentleman, stifle a sense of foreboding, and say...
- ... "Body." (47%)
- ... "Soul." (33%)
- ... "Existence." (13%)
- ... "Mind." (7%)
Voting Closes at: September 7, 2009 @ 12:00 pm
Today’s picture is eternity by desiretofire.
That’s a really uncomfortable question. I most people chose the same I did. Dealing with the tangible is a lot less scary than the unseen, it seems.
I would prefer to challenge his options, what does he offer in return?
He is offering nothing. Could he be a scam artist with a good presentation?