Orgu, I beg you to hear these desperate words.
I have fallen down a crevasse at the edge of the field where my koro graze, and my leg is broken. I have lain here through three sunrises and sunsets, and no one has chanced upon my untended herd or my dropped walking-staff.
If I have won any small part of your favor in my life, I ask you now to grant me either speedy rescue or a quick and painless death, whichever suits your will. I hereby sacrifice to you my last morsel of food, burned on this dry stone.
Hope he is granted the speedy rescue he so desperately needs..
ReplyDeleteOrgu is merciful.
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