Azoth: I wonder where this road goes today
Azoth walked slowly under the quiet sky the wind brushing against his hair and the small wooden box tied to his belt swung lightly with each step He looked around the empty fields and the villages in the distance but nothing seemed to call to him
Azoth: Maybe someone will need help today
The road was dusty and long and he could see a small town far ahead He had never been there before but something told him to walk there He tightened the rope on his box and kept moving
When he reached the town he saw a boy sitting on the steps of a broken well The boy looked hungry and scared
Azoth: Are you okay
Boy: I have no food and no one is here
Azoth: Wait here I will help you
Azoth went to the small bakery nearby He asked the old baker for some bread and the baker gave him a loaf without a word Azoth brought it back to the boy
Azoth: Here you go eat this
Boy: Thank you I… I thought no one would help me
Azoth: I like helping people
The boy smiled and ate slowly Azoth watched him and felt something warm in his chest He did not know why but it made him happy
Azoth continued walking through the town He saw a woman crying by a fountain Her hands were wet and her hair stuck to her face from the cold rain
Azoth: Are you crying because of someone
Woman: Yes he left and said he would return but it has been many years
Azoth: I do not know what to say
Woman: That is enough I just needed someone to look at me
Azoth stayed there for a while They did not speak much but the presence of another person made the woman calm After some time she nodded to him
Woman: Thank you
Azoth: You are welcome
As the sun began to set the sky turned orange and pink Azoth walked out of the town He found a small forest nearby and decided to rest He laid down under a tree and opened the box just a little to see the rope He did not open it fully yet but touching it gave him comfort
Azoth: Maybe one day I will know why I carry you
A small rustle came from the bushes A fox appeared Its fur was red and soft and its eyes were curious
Azoth: Hello little fox are you lost
The fox did not answer It just walked closer and sat beside him Azoth smiled and petted it
Azoth: You can stay here with me tonight
The night was cold and the wind whispered through the trees Azoth built a small fire with dry branches and leaves The fox stayed close to him and the warmth of the fire made him sleepy
Azoth: I wonder if the people I helped today will be okay tomorrow
He looked at the stars and felt a quiet happiness He had not done anything big but he had shared bread and a kind look and it felt like a small adventure
The next morning Azoth packed his few things and continued walking He passed fields where farmers were planting seeds
Farmer: Good morning young man what brings you here
Azoth: I am just walking and seeing the world
Farmer: You should rest in the village at least the sun is strong
Azoth: Thank you I will
Azoth moved on and came to a river He saw a small wooden bridge broken in the middle He stepped carefully and the box hit his side
Azoth: Steady steady
On the other side he found a boy trying to fish but his net was broken
Azoth: Can I help you with that
Boy: I do not know how to fix it
Azoth: Let me try
He tied the net carefully using some rope he had in his bag It was not perfect but it could hold some fish
Boy: Thank you I can catch fish now
Azoth: You are welcome
They watched the water together for a while Azoth felt calm He liked helping even in small ways
As the day passed he entered a dark forest The trees were tall and the shadows moved strangely He felt nervous but kept walking
Azoth: I hope nothing scary is here
Suddenly a wolf appeared [quick attack and growl] It looked hungry and ready to attack
Azoth: Stay back
He picked up a stick and swung it [simple defense] The wolf jumped but did not touch him It circled and growled again
Azoth: I do not want to hurt you
He threw a piece of bread he had left from the bakery The wolf sniffed it and cautiously took it Then it walked away disappearing into the shadows
Azoth: That was close
He continued walking until he found a small clearing A stream ran through it and the water was clear He washed his hands and drank some water feeling refreshed
Azoth: Maybe this is a good place to rest
He laid down by the stream and watched the clouds move slowly He thought of all the people he met today the boy in the town the woman by the fountain the farmer and the little fox They all had little stories but he felt connected to them somehow
Azoth: I may not know why I walk but I like the people I meet
The sun set again and Azoth prepared to sleep His heart felt light even though the road ahead was long
Azoth: Tomorrow I will walk again
He closed his eyes and held the box close It was not magic or gold but it was part of him and it gave him courage