Are
He kept fingering the coin as he again walked the path to the stone circle. A common theme emerged as he tried to look at his question from different angles; he should've known better. In this case he really should have. He knew very well who could answer, he knew who had the power to give him what he wanted. What he needed.
A centerpiece to what he had been drawing every day as the sun slowly set on his shop. Drawing the tribute to a world the sun had slowly set on, a world he refused to leave behind until it was told for all to see.
So the cobbler once more stood before the place he'd found almost on instinct, as if his shoes knew where they needed to take him. Again they traced the path among the carefully placed stones, treading some sort of meaningful route towards the center where again the face of one he so hated was placed as an offering.
"I come again to you, gods, old and new, I ask of you, anyone of you, please answer my prayer." he said as loudly as he could muster, voice thick with both anticipation and a touch of fear. "I come again to ask of you to help me find the word I have lost. A name I need to write the last words of this chapter, the name of the one I raise a stone for. Please take my simple offering and heed my call!"
A centerpiece to what he had been drawing every day as the sun slowly set on his shop. Drawing the tribute to a world the sun had slowly set on, a world he refused to leave behind until it was told for all to see.
So the cobbler once more stood before the place he'd found almost on instinct, as if his shoes knew where they needed to take him. Again they traced the path among the carefully placed stones, treading some sort of meaningful route towards the center where again the face of one he so hated was placed as an offering.
"I come again to you, gods, old and new, I ask of you, anyone of you, please answer my prayer." he said as loudly as he could muster, voice thick with both anticipation and a touch of fear. "I come again to ask of you to help me find the word I have lost. A name I need to write the last words of this chapter, the name of the one I raise a stone for. Please take my simple offering and heed my call!"
