Character: Guide

Curiosity is a natural human trait. People who have lost the ability to be interested in new, ceases to be interesting.

Absolute freedom always means death, Player. Because, while we are alive, are always tied to something: to her, to others, to parents, children, friends or enemies... And only death frees us of our commitments. Only she has the right to give the true oblivion.

Alive - alive, - I whispered, feeling like something important is happening around. Dead is dead... who hears me, let him listen... who is wounded, may be healed... who was deprived of his soul, let him repent Yes... and one left of the body, let da be reborn again... that is my word... this is my will... these are my orders for those who are able to accept it. Take heed, people. And do what you will. The last choice still remains for each of you.

Sometimes just to get their way, it is not necessary to show strength, Faes - just smiled at me. You may have not thought about it, but trust me, our real strength is our weakness. Every woman knows this from birth. So you won't hit me, Faes. You never me not even to threaten. Know that, right?

So weird. So unusual to find the amazing in the most simple and everyday things become. Because like every day I see this magnificent sight. Every night throwing absent-minded look up to determine with time. But only occasionally can to stay there, to fully enjoy this unique pattern and suddenly realize that he became a witness of a miracle.

- In fact, the man difficult fate, - says the priest as something special by looking at me. - He aspires to the sky, but can't get off the ground. Wants to take off, but hanging on the leg shackles are not allowed. His heart beating in prison of the mind, however, does not always receive liberty.
Man has always been a battleground - I agreed. - His soul - as full of contradictions book for Supreme judge. The most difficult and the most jealous creature his God.
By faith we are trying to give him freedom. Faith is designed for a person to go forward and further. Did not stop, did not despair, did not fall.
- As planned, - I sighed. - It's true. But it's hard to believe the best when the soul is torn in two. It's hard to stay clean, going to his knees in the mud. And it is difficult to fight with yourself, if to win you need to destroy more than half of himself.
- Ayd strong, slightly narrowed al-tar, setting aside almost untouched plate. - His power is very great. He skillfully hiding under false masks, cleverly substitutes one concept to another and knows that he has to seduce weak souls.
I smiled wryly.
- Why, in your opinion, Allar permits? Why IDA, in spite of everything, still exist?
- This is a very difficult question, lady.
- And it, probably, not to you?
- I can only assume the answer, lady, peace looked up in response, the priest, did not respond to my prick. And can only guess about what the plan pursued the Lightbringer, putting before us is a serious challenge.
- Do you think it is - a test? Tempted? Way? You also believe that suffering cleanses the soul?
- I suppose everyone's meted out his own bowl, lady.
- Yes, of course - sadly I sighed. - God does not not give.
- That's it. For all of our sins will one day come a reckoning.
And everyone behind shoulders lies the burden of its own - again I agreed, involuntarily thinking about her, and then frowned.

But, as I understand it, His Majesty did not like it.
And someone like if your house come some unknown and utterly mysterious type, brazenly misleading that this house stands on land that belongs to him; and when you offer to come peacefully to talk, suddenly disappear like smoke, and giggle surreptitiously, leaving behind only one Token? Moreover, so that you can understand it in two ways? Like, and agreed that your house does not bother him, but unceremoniously rejected all proposals for negotiations and made it clear that the time and place for them to select exclusively by yourself? Do you like it?

I thought for a moment.
Actually... actually, I think that the concept is correct in every particular situation should be his. And each time it must be reassessed. Because two absolutely identical cases do not exist. As there are no two identical moments. With us all the time that something is happening, changing, flowing. What do you know, know, learn something new. It often happens that those things that seemed you're correct, is not nearly as good and faithful as before. Just because you're different. Because it's something in you has changed. Because you're now able to look at them in a completely different way. So I think -- or I think in this world there is nothing established. Nothing rigid and defined once and for all. Nothing that can't be changed. The only question is, can you do it? And able to change himself to do what is required of you?
The king paused a moment, pondering my words.
Very unusual point of view - finally, he admitted. But still you have any thoughts, values, the rules you try to uphold? Right?
- Of course. They are at all.
And they define your attitude to the different events?
- In many ways - I agreed. - But they can sometimes fail. Therefore, I rely not only on it.
- And what then?
I'm trying to understand the interlocutor, Your Majesty. And if you don't like, I always think why this is happening. And think about, and isn't he right at least in something? To see whether what I have at the moment is not yet available? You know, when you look at the mountain from afar, it seems small and quite insignificant. When you stand at its foot and looking up to see the top, you realize that the mountain was not so small. And when you get to the top and see in the distance a tiny human figures, it becomes clear that both times you were wrong. And what actually you look compared to the mountain small and low. But you have the courage to admit it and to conquer it in spite of all its drawbacks.

It looked like this:
- ... but tell me, Bert, what do you think about... well removed the spoon from your mouth!
Sorry, I thought.
- So, what do you think -- I said, removed the spoon!!
- I'm sorry. I was thinking again.
- Ber!! You ate it!!!
- Uh... well... I accidentally.
- AGAIN?!!
- Well, Yes. He's delicious...

We again briefly crossed views. And then I noticed how far behind him the sun gives the sky the last Golden rays, and was instantly distracted by someone else's irritation, finding far more pleasant object for contemplation.
But the sky was incredibly beautiful. Gently Golden, in the long arrows otheruser sunset. Clean, without a single cloud. Far. And truly endless. Almost as beautiful as my little hill where I spent the last six months, was able with impunity to enjoy this unique spectacle.

- God is not in the temple, but at heart, Mr. al-tar, - I replied, gratefully accepting the bowl from him.
But in the temple man becomes closer to God. In the temple it is easier to pray.
- If the person is not able to hear the voice of God in the most ordinary things, maybe so. Sometimes it's hard to get away from everyday life, sir, and it is difficult to separate yourself from normal life, to look at it from a different angle. In the Church many people really easier. There they were, at least, nothing prevents to put his case and try to listen to what is happening around them.

Strange we probably looked from a distance: he's in his white coat - as a challenge to the rest of the world. Bold, uncompromising, proud. And I am almost merging with the darkness of the coming night, quietly rustling black hem and gently shining in the darkness with silver embroidery, unusual white accentuates my light skin. I specifically didn't wear heels today - not knowing what to expect from the invitation of al-Tara, decided to try soft flat shoes, so was looking surprised now, as a savvy horse nor disturb the reverent silence. Just silently slipped along beside him like a Ghost.

Beautiful.
Any nature is beautiful when it is not contaminated by human presence. When the air smells fresh, and not with fumes and gasoline. When the flowers are blooming real, not invented by the aroma. When the trees are planted not on the Ticker. When not every Bush to be cut, depriving it of its natural shape. When not around the stone walls. No cigarette smoke, factory chimneys, spoiling its ugly view of the endless blue sky. No genetically modified products. No soy in the meat, and no "harmless" additives in freshly baked bread. When no talking no hypocrisy, empty words and false assurances. When there are no false values. There is no framework. There are no restrictions. When everything is clean, fresh, authentic. Present. And when you at the crack of dawn running barefoot through the grass, laughing, bare heels smashing small drops of dew, but suddenly they realize that actually living.
Freedom...
That is real freedom. I now watch from the window of a fast driving carriage as voiceless bird from the Golden cage.
Freedom...

- Perfection lies in the harmony, Your Majesty. Let the steel nail does not bend under the weight of the hammer struck him, but he can't understand the fragility of mountain flower. And he'll never know how beautiful it is rising over the mountains the sun. Similarly, as impeccable precision of a well-functioning mechanism will never compare to the finished beauty of a natural waterfall.
- The lyrics, the lady again smiled the king. - It's just the lyrics.
Is life, Your Majesty. You cannot look at it only from one side.
- What region you look at it?
- Top, Your Majesty.
- Really?
Yes. It is better visible mistakes.