What do we really seek?
The trees have grown long and tall and their leaves lush, green stars a wise age. Yet I still lay on the fields of the tired meddows that are faced by the winds of change. These winds bring horses, they bring men with sticks and much many other dangers that lay waste to the meddows of green and yellow. The rice stalks fall ever more from each parrying of blade, slicing of axes and the singing arrows that cut through the air. The tired meddows weep with tears of the rain and cry out with the thunder of their pain and agony. Alas, how they wish to be like those tall trees in the great forests, living long and tall without any who would harm them.
I share the same fate as these meddows of green and yellow. With every autumn I grow wearier and on each winter I lay frozen while hiding in my small home. Each day, the king commands that I bear readiness for the next attack of those barbarians who come from the north, bringing sharp swords and more blood to be shed. In the beginning, each victory was glory and fire to warm my soul. But it has been a long road and many a day has passed since the day I felt the glory of the kill. Even the greatest of my house lay waste to the loss of bloodthirst and the yearning for peace. It seems to have been written in the timelines that I should share a fate as my fathers. They had died not by the way of the warrior, but by just letting go and dissapearing from existence itself. One day, my father had just decided to venture to the Mysterious Forest, where the trees grew tall and long, thus never to return. He who had become the greatest assassin of his time, just as his fathers had become before him, had decided just abandon the heat of battle and seek a peace that he had never borne.
Of all my fathers and grandfathers and all of those before me, not one had not ventured into the Mysterious Forest in seek of peace, never to return. Today, as the first buds of spring opened for the glory of mother-nature, I too realised that I was not dismissed from the same fate. I felt that it was the only thing to do. For all that I had in the world, there was only one that I could never have and it was that which seemed most precious to me. May the kingdom forgive me, for I too seek the path of my fathers and grandfathers before me.
As I ventured closer to the Mysterious Forest, I realised that in every man's heart there is nothing worth while in being the best or being the most powerful. All that every man needs is the inner peace within him, and thus all he does leads only to that cause.
I knew that I was right. For the instant I set foot to be amongst the tall trees which leaves had grown wise, I felt such contentment and joy. Though I was leaving everything behind, the glory, the power and the past; I felt no regret.
I was complete.
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