The chirping of insects and the hooting of owls reverberated along the path back to the small town. Azik looked ahead and said after a few seconds of silence, "Even though I'm not entirely sure what happened to me, I do have a rough idea.
"Perhaps—perhaps I'm someone who has lived for a very, very long time."
Mr. Azik, you have to seriously consider if you still fit the definition of "someone"… Klein thought to himself, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.
"This wilderness, this silence, often makes one weak…
"I should've paid some sort of price in exchange for this long life. I've lived since the end of the Fourth Epoch, like a wandering spirit across the continent…" Azik's voice deepened, as if he was trying to suppress his emotions. "I don't remember the past. I've forgotten about the people and things that I've sworn to remember…"
