An Image To Remember
309 Words
Upon waking up for the second time that day, Sarpi found himself inside a small wooden house.
He got up calmly, drank some water from a cup that was on a small table, and thinking of what to do next, went outside, surprised by the sight.
It was a small town surrounded by a stone wall.
on the horizon you could see the sun setting. with herons flying freely in the skies with their flocks.
He was curious about where he was and started walking towards what looked like a meeting place.
The movement in the city was big, and just like when he looked at the people, above the city his name appeared in big red letters: Terpandro.
Then a man appeared running and shouting:
_Sarpi! Sarpi! Leaders await you. Where is Sarpi!? Sarpi?
Sarpi a little irritated with the behavior of that short man replied:
_I be Sarpi! take me to them!
The messenger surprised by Sarpi's height and appearance said submissively:
_Yes sir! Follow me, please.
Where Sarpi's house was, was in the southern part of the walled city, the meeting would be in the center of it.
The shark-man's ability to speak was improving rapidly, and even he didn't know why.
On the way to the center of the city, Sarpi saw many poor people in the streets asking for Minosccis (the fictitious currency of the Cretans) from everyone who passed by, except him.
Next to him everyone bowed their heads, some in reverence, some in fear, but without exception, all the ladies had that dangerous gleam in their eyes when they looked at our dear shark-man.
As he reached the center of town and entered what looked like a towering tower, he saw the spear leader sitting at a square table, with a much older man with an air of wisdom all around him.
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