viernes, 10 de julio de 2015

Banquet



Follow the black feathered Wolf and you’ll find the silver feathered Crow.

Little is known of these creatures of the night. We know only of the feathers that color their trail.

It is said that once you find the Crow, you will be asked one question.

And should the answer be unworthy, the Wolf will devour you.

This question is different for everyone.

It is not a riddle. It is what it is. A mere question.

However this question, tailor made for the one seeking the truth, will be hard to face and harder to accept.

You cannot lie to the Crow. For lying will lead to your demise.

You cannot withold the answer. For the Wolf knows when you do.

If you are foolish enough to follow the Wolf, know that you have chased death itself.

There is but only one way to survive. 

And that is to be brutally honest, to yourself, to your mirror and to the beasts staring at your soul.

Only then you will know why the Wolf leads you to the Crow.

Then, you will be told a great tale of a long journey through hell.

Or perhaps not.

For the Wolf does not care to share. And the Crow does not have patience for the wilful ignorance.

At the banquet of the beast, there can only be truth.

The Witness will speak truth, and the Beasts will hear only the honesty in each word selected.

There is no fixed mystery hidden in this banquet. Each session holds a different meaning.

There was never an invitation. 

The Crow only ever invited the Wolf to it’s table.

And so you must know, foolish child, that you came uninvited.

To get here you followed what was not meant for human eyes.

So pay the price with your truth.

Or become dinner.

For you were, as many men, unsurprisingly rude. 


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