A Thought.

There was once a wise man.

He had no real reason to be so named, for he had never experienced anything.

And yet was able to understand anyone’s woes, as if he himself had, in the past, a similar episode.

The Visitor

Nobody remembers him. He is known simply as, “The Visitor.” The elders talk about his arrival from the heavens, how there was a boom that shook the ground, a bright flash, as if the world had been engulfed in snow, before it faded to reveal the sky aflame, a flaming thing tearing through the sky, leaving a…