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Suntalk

by Christopher Hatton.

And you are walking by the shoreline and the day is bleak: cloudy, cold. It's been raining.

And you say, "Where, where is the Sun, on a day such as this? Where, where is the Sun?" But no one answers.

And you took to the East, away across the plains, and wind blows in the East, but the Sun is not there.

And you look to the South, toward the Hot Lands, and lightning flashes in the South, but the Sun is not there.

And you look to the West, across the water, and dark clouds gather in the West: more rain coming. But the Sun is not there.

And you look to the North, where the mountain i5, and the top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds, but the Sun is not there.

And you say "Where, where is the Sun? On a day such as this, where, where is the Sun?" But no one answers.

And so you decide to go and look for the Sun. And so you decide to go to the mountain, for the Sun loves the high places; and you walk north.

And you walk and you walk, and in much less time than you expect, you are at the foot of the mountain. And so you begin to climb.

And you climb and you climb, and you have to go almost straight up, and the handholds and the footholds are sparse, so that often you must go back and find another way.

And you climb and you climb, and you have to go almost straight up, handholds and the footholds are sparse, so that often you back and find another way up.

And you climb and you climb, and at last you come to a path. It is not an easy path, but it is so much easier than the climb that you take it gladly. You set your feet upon the path.

And you walk and you walk, and the path spirals up the side of the mountain.

And you walk and you walk, and sometimes the path is so steep that it is almost a climb, and sometimes it is so narrow that you must cling to the side of the mountain to walk it at all.

And you walk and you walk1 and you come to a place where the path is washed out in a ravine; but a tree hangs over it. You grasp a branch of the tree and leap into the air. Safe on the other side, you release the branch.

And now you are high on the mountain, and the top is shrouded in clouds, so that you are in fog. And. you walk and you walk.

And now you are high on the mountain, and the top is shrouded in clouds, so that you are in fog. And you walk and you walk.

And you walk and you walk1 and finally you get to the top of the mountain, and you stand in the fog, which glows around you.

And you say1 "Where, where is the Sun, on a day such as this? Where, where is the Sun?"

And a voice alt around you says, "Here I am. the Sun. Here, I am the Sun."

And you say, "I cannot see you."

The Sun. Here. I am

And the answer comes, "Today I have hidden my face from the world below. For today, my brother the Dark is in his greatest power, but from now on my power grows.

"Look upon me from below on another day. But here, on the mountain, you are too close; the sight of my face would blind you, and the touch of my hand burn you, for to: even at my nadir I am a force to be reckoned with.

"I know well that you have questions to ask and requests to make. Ask. Do not fear that the questions are foolish. Ask. Do not fear that the gifts you want are too small or too great. Ask. Ask."

And when you have done asking, the Sun says, "To the questions you have asked, I answer this: that the tight shall fall around you in a cascade of amber; and you will take of it, and with your hands you will weave a tapestry; and you wilt wear the tapestry as a cloak. Mo one wilt see it, but they will see the change in you: for you wilt know what you wish to know.

"And to the requests you have made, I answer this: that the tight shall fall around you in a cascade of amber; and the darkness shall rise around you in a pool of jet; and you will take of them, and with your hands you will weave a tapestry, and you will wear the tapestry as cloak. No one wilt see it, but the will see the change in you: for you will have the things that you desire.

"And to the questions you did not ask and the requests you did not make, I answer this: the darkness shall rise around you in a pool of jet; and you will weave a tapestry; and you shale wear the tapestry as a cloak. No one will see it and neither will they see the  chang in you, but you will be changed; for you will have knowledge you never sought and gifts you have never asked for.

"And now you have been answered, and granted boons.  Leave this mountain, and return to the world below."

And you leave the top of the mountain, and you walk along the path, and you come to the ravine, and you swing across on the tree.

And you walk and you walk, and you get to the end of the path. And you climb and you climb, and it is easier on the way back, you know the handholds and the footholds.

And you climb and you climb, and you get to the bottom of the mountain.

And you walk and you walk, and soon you come back to the shore where you began your journey.

And you see a person standing there, and the person looks to the East; and to the South; and to the West; and to the North.

And the person says, "Where, where is the Sun" On a day such as this? Where, where is the Sun?"

And you smile; and you walk on.

 

   


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