A Hunter with a bow lay under the sky thinking about the mysterious man he met

War Paint on his face and feathers in his hair pulled in tight braids

He was native that much was discovered

But the man left him with a riddle that made him feel blue

"It's not just one person who wants peace, They just won't speak it but they'll support it without beings seen..Tell me Hunter that burns our crops, Is it a lie that you want to go home? Is it a fact that no blood needs to be shed in order to have life....Answer the question to your men, Then return to this village you burnt down, Give me the answer you have found when seeing the choices you made so far could've been avoided"

He did as what he was told and the response he got back was terrible

They did not care

They Killed Spiritual People who don't feed to kill, They Feed to heal

When the Man walked back to the village he helped destroy, The Stranger was there in all his glory

"You aren't the monster, They are, They led you down this path and they will reap what they sow. now your answer to my riddle"

"I was desperate...I wanted to live, IT WASN'T RIGHT OF ME TO DESTROY WHAT MOTHER EARTH WORKED HARD FOR. I...I....I'M SORRY! I'M NO MAN, I'M A COWARD HIDING BEHIND A WEAPON"

Sobbing out his anger while looking at the dead bodies and ashes blowing with the wind, The stranger smiles sadly

"Your spirit hasn't changed but we have heard your plead and you'll be forgiven young cub, Drop your weapon and never set foot in another war that isn't yours to battle"

The man throws his weapon in the dirt, Head held high and walked away holding the spirit of that man who helped him

He finally knew who that stranger was

It was Him Admitting how wrong his views were

He'll change and he'll help without fire as his companion
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