Imagined Worlds
There was something still bothering the child. Choosing his words carefully, he told the Flea:
“In my opinion, not everyone can enjoy such a luxury when leaving this world. You must deserve such a thing! Who knows what acts of bravery had earned the Old Rat the admiration and respect of everybody around him? Who was the Old Rat, my friend?” He finally asked, slowly but firmly: “What did he do to win everybody’s trust on his land? And not only theirs, but also the old wind’s, you saw he had done for him something he hadn’t done for anybody else before then! Or the handsome sun, who convinced the clouds above the neighbouring mountain to grant those places a beautiful sparkling day, as an award for the Old Rat’s merits!”
The Flea did not expect the question. He remained st
