“Don’t pay the ferryman
Don’t even fix a price
Don’t pay the ferryman
Until he gets you to the other side”
– popular song, Second Millennium *
I was climbing the mountain to be closer to the stars. It was nearly dark when I came upon the hidden cabin and the old woman. She said nothing but knew I must be of the Chosen and what I must do. I was tired from my wanderings; even a strong, young boy of seventeen winters becomes tired walking so far, for so long.
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