“So… the boy I thought I killed because of my creation survived after all.” Shabsi stared at Sylvester
Presently, Shabsi looked up for the first time since he began relating his story. His eyes were flowing freely with tears.
“I caused someone to be killed, don’t you see…” Shabsi croaked. “I was selfish, foolish, and I resolved to live alone for the rest of my life.”
Suddenly, a figure emerged from behind the boulder. It was Sylvester.
“Sorry for eavesdropping. It’s a nasty habit I have… ever since I was a child.” Sylvester grinned. “Thank you for that incredible story, old man. You are quite the orator. Now, you don’t mind if I fill you in on some details, do you?”
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