'Cower in fear then come to me, I shall take your life and polish thee. Do not forget the weight of truths and heaviness of sorrow. For it shall be the last thing you see in this world of morrow.'
The words couldn't leave his mind. Now that he was outside the tower's lands, he could finally think about it. Could it be that there is something at the end of the journey that would make him feel a great fear? The last thing he would see was sorrow; it could mean that what he was supposed to learn was bigger than him.
As they walked towards the village Soprana saw, the trees turned wider and bigger. It was as if they enveloped the village in a protective shade. There was someone standing next to a huge tree, his palms joined together in prayer. Could it be he was praying to the trees? The clothes were a mixture of beast's hides and bones.
