Confusion of a Warrior
(Gumqui Mudder in his own mind)
The death of my long time friend and companion yet again,
the question that I must now dealing with is “where will I end up this
time?” Even though I am not a smart man,
even I have noticed that I have ended up lost each time that my friend has
died. What will I do without Cocka? I know that I will see him again, as I always
do.
I cannot afford to be lost this time. I have too much to do. I am under an oath to assist the Crimson
Queen. This is an oath that I have
sworn. She needs me, and there is so
much that is left to do.
I cannot leave my friends this time. I cannot afford to break this oath. In the past, there has been nothing to tie me
down, nothing to keep me there. Now I
have too much to do, too many promises to keep, and too many friends to watch
over.
How can this great warrior have fallen into friendships like
this? I am even getting to the point
that I can tolerate all the magic use and am even getting to sort of like this
religious fanatic that is with these travelers.
Am I becoming week and sensitive or is it true what I have been hearing
that friendship is actually a strength?
Perhaps I will stay close to this group so that I may not
get lost. Perhaps they will provide the
support and strength that my long time companion Cocka used to provide. Perhaps I will find Cocka without having to
be lost again.
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