Beyond The Mountain Range

On the other side of the mountain range there lives a wise old crow.

Few who have heard whispers of his existence have risked finding him.

They have returned disillusioned saying he is a myth.

They pick up their lives where they left off; nothing happened; nothing will happen.

A young boy left many moons ago but has not been heard of since. Nobody cares and he is soon forgotten.

Old men sometimes tell of a youth who stood up without pride and stated simply: “I am a warrior”.

A voice replied: “That is all”.

Beyond the mountain range there are two wise old crows.