The messenger travels on a dirt-paved road. Walking by foot along his tireless journey. He carries news from the front, news of a victory, and a myriad of other greatness. He himself is a messenger, but who is he a messenger for? None shall know until he carries his message home. This messenger is a meager man, of a humble and respectable regard.

The Messenger walks along the dirt path. At first, he walks along the path in a forest like none other. A forest of green, a forest of illusion, and of the macabre. This forest in question goes on for miles upon endless and ever twisting miles He steps, one two, one two into each new piece of horrific and ecstatic greenery.

This messenger knows this forest though; he’s become a master of it. He navigates the forest like it were his own backyard. As it is his own proverbial backyard. He’s laughed, he’s cried, and he’s even had moments of eternal joy in this backyard.

Eventually, as the messenger steps out of the forest he comes to a row of houses, each house with a flag adorned on top of it. They are flags of friends, of allies, and of most of all people he’s known for ages upon ages. The sun is close to setting though, so he must deliver his message before dark. As people are expecting him to make it in time.

Stepping along a now black gravel road, the messenger walks past houses of friends. They wave, they shout, and they sing of his praises. For he is the messenger of victory and of elegant shrewdness. The sun is now behind the messenger and the first stars of the night are beginning to shine.

Eventually, as the messenger makes it to his home with an eagles’ nest high in the tree nearby. He enters it, bringing news of victory, news of conquest, and most of all news of his own greatness.

“The sun has set on this day and of my life as a messenger. Allow me to retire now, in total peace and tranquility.” Are the only words the messenger says, after finishing delivering his message. So be it that the last message is the end of an era and the end of one man’s journey. Rest now, great messenger, and best wishes in the future.