Guy was
a rather odd man. Most would label him as insane, really. He wandered during
the day, and he wandered during the night. Darkness did little to impede his
progress as he continued to walk. The sun didn’t do any better in trying to
blind him from his destination. It couldn’t. The reason why it couldn’t is the
same reason why most people would label him as insane. Guy simply had no
destination in mind as he wandered. He walked without reason or purpose, and in
this sense he was indeed a wanderer. He never settled down, and he never stayed
attached to other people.
This is
not to say he never had companions as he wandered endlessly. He had met a great
many of people, and a few even walked with him. Some stayed longer than others,
as they eventually found their own places to stop and rest, but for Guy there
was no rest and no stopping. There was simple the road in front of him.
Someone
named Ennui traveled with Guy, separating from Guy repeatedly to only join him
once again further on Guy’s journey. Ennui was an odd person as well. Ennui
would oft talk to Guy and ask him why he wandered. Guy would simply look at
Ennui with a blank expression as they walked and remained in silence when Ennui
asked such a thing.
“Surely
you want to stop, Guy. Walking is so repetitive. So boring. Why don’t you do
something else? Why not run? Or dance, or skip? Perhaps at the very least you
could jog?” Ennui asked Guy, pestering him as to why he only walked.
“All roads
eventually lead to the same place, at different paces. Some people run, and
some people dance, and others skip or jog. I walk,” Guy said in answer, his
gaze unwavering as he faced forward. Another person would probably consider
Ennui’s words, and perhaps even change the monotony. Perhaps they would indeed
do something other than walk. Guy wasn’t such a person. He would walk, as he always
had. There was no reason in Guy’s mind to change.
“That’s
not very fun,” Ennui said, pouting a bit. Guy paid no mind to Ennui’s
expression, and not that long after Ennui was gone, and Guy was alone once
more. Guy didn’t know if Ennui would show up once more, as Ennui tended to do
after leaving, and Guy didn’t care.
The next day a woman named Sphinx
appeared by his side as he traveled. She was quite feminine in appearance, but
she seemed to possess the strength of a lion and the grace of a bird.
Occasionally she would ask Guy various questions, or pose to him different
riddles. He would answer as well as he could, and Sphinx would nod and shake
her head according to whether she believed him right or wrong.
“What
is the answer to the mystery of life?” Sphinx asked him, her tone implying that
this would be her final answer. Guy simply continued to walk as he considered the
answer. Sphinx had traveled with him before, as had Ennui, and she would ask
trick questions at times. Guy didn’t care if he answered correctly, but he
would give them thought anyways.
“If
anyone knew it wouldn’t be a mystery,” Guy said, after a long moment of
reflection. Sphinx hid a small smile behind her hand, but she neither shook her
head no nor nodded. Soon after his answer Sphinx left, as Ennui had the day
before. Another day passed for Guy, and another. He noted mentally how many
times he saw the sun, and how many times he saw the moon. He had seen them both
rise and fall so many times that the numbers were currently at least six digits
long. He didn’t know how he remembered these numbers, but he did, and he was
fine with this knowledge.
Four days
after Sphinx’s departure from Guy’s ever-continuing path, Arbiter joined Guy.
Arbiter was large in size, at least nine feet tall. Arbiter loomed over Guy, who
was neither tall nor short. Arbiter didn’t introduce himself to Guy, yet Guy
knew his name in his head regardless. Guy didn’t introduce himself either, yet
Arbiter knew who he was as well. Arbiter was more silent than Sphinx or Ennui,
merely watching Guy most of the time. Arbiter didn’t talk, and neither did Guy,
yet the silence wasn’t uncomfortable. They continued like this for several
days, until one day Arbiter followed the pattern left by the two before, and
asked Guy a question.
“Why do
you not complain, Wanderer Guy? Does not the red weigh heavy upon your hands?
Does not the breath that is life burden your shoulders? Why do you keep your
head held so high, when others have been forced to keep theirs buried in the
dirt under such weight?” Arbiter asked Guy, the words as heavy as lead in the
air. Guy did as he had done before with his previous companions when they asked
questions, and that was continue to walk. A time passed, then another time as
well as a dividing of a time before he finally answered.
“Aye,
the red does weigh heavy upon my hands, and the breath that you call life does
burden my shoulders, but I must keep my head high despite such weight. If I
don’t look up, I will not know where I go, and if these burdens were lifted
from me then I would not know where I had been. One is lost if one does not
know where they are going, or where they have been. I am not lost, the Judge
named Arbiter, nor do I plan to become lost. So I shall continue regardless of
that which hampers my path, and I shall never forget. As long as I can do this,
I am content, and have no reason to complain,” Guy said. Arbiter raised a
giant’s hand and patted Guy on the shoulder as they walked together, and then
left as the others had before.
It had
been some time since Guy had begun walking, but he finally reached the end of
his path. He didn’t know why, but he knew this was the end regardless. Ennui,
Sphinx, and Arbiter were gone, but a person stood in front of him. He felt as
if this person was an old friend, and so he walked his left steps to the person
and held out his hand. The person shook the hand, and smiled.
“It has
been a long time, Guy, but your journey is at an end now. Your traveling
companions shall find another to travel with, and they will continue to do so
for a long time until the time to rest comes for them as it has for you. So
close your eyes, and sleep, Guy, sleep for a time. You will awake again when
the time comes,” the person said. This person moved closer to Guy, enclosing
him in a hug. Guy nodded and closed his eyes, allowing his body to relax. The
person held him up, and slowly lowered him until he was laying upon the ground.
“Can I
lay my burdens down for a time now, Mortifer?” Guy asked the person. The
person, Mortifer, nodded. Guy didn’t open his eyes, but he knew the answer, and
so he did as Mortifer instructed, and he slept for a time.
The clever usage of the name, "Ennui" mirrors the tone of the story. Well done.
ReplyDeleteI love your writing style. Nice job.
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