Once upon a time on the long forgotten island of Zennory,two hundred and twenty two blue nautical miles off the coast of World's End lived an wise old man,the only living Zennorian left on this well hidden,jewel soaked paradise.All of the other inhabitants of this lost world dissolved into a splinter of nothingness the night the moon turned pink,bucketfuls of star drenched droplets danced their way downwards, everyone looked towards the heavens ,it was only the old man who resisted the upward stare. From then on he Lived a life of solitude until the arrival of Morvah the incurable infantile ocean dweller.Morvah was the master of sudden movements and like a clock out of time had mysteriously chimed himself towards Zennory.He had been told by a curling wave that jewels as bright as luminious starfish and as large as a handful of sky lay in wait,as the wave rose to it's highest point,it let out one last roar."The old man,the last custodian,the keeper of secrets knows where the underground entrance lies,It is your masterly mission to seek out the old man and return to the sea with half of the treasure for me.......... I only ask that no harm comes to the old man. "Morvah once on land set out in search of the old man,There was a small opening amongst the breeze, just enough to let him squeeze thru.Once inside he heard the echo of a voice."Welcome to Zennory",the old man then appeared.I know why you are here and I hope you will decide to stay.I know of greed ,it is one of the forces that keeps us stuck in this illusionary world of desire. This is what I ask of you,"Show me a part of you that knows no greed and in return I will lead you to the secret entrance.Once inside you will have more treasure than you ever dreamed of." Morvah only knew of greed,it had been passed down within the lineage.....................................................................{to be continued}
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