The Man and The Plains of Overwhelming

This a con­tin­u­a­tion from a pre­vi­ous post. If you haven’t read the first part go here. Grab that cup of cof­fee, let’s see how our hero fares in the Plains of Overwhelming.

The Plains of Over­whelm­ing

The man makes his way into the tall grass. He glances one more time behind him as the rolling green hills fade away to make way for a sea of brown, sway­ing grass. Before long all he can see is brown grass, stretch­ing as far as the eye can see.

He stopped to attempt to gather his bear­ings. He was head­ing north when he entered but since every part of the land looked just like the last it was hard to fig­ure out if he was still head­ing in that direction.

A move­ment in the sky caught his eye. The man looked up to see a huge flock of griffins drift­ing through the air this way and that. The old man had said there would be a guide in the sky but which one was it? They were all fly­ing in dif­fer­ent direc­tions. How was he sup­posed to know which one to follow?

Before long he noticed some­thing dif­fer­ent about one of the griffins. It had some­thing in it’s talons. It looked like a large book. He dou­ble checked the other griffins and that was the only one car­ry­ing this huge book.

He fol­lowed the crea­ture as it sep­a­rated from the rest of them. He urged the horse onward as the grif­fin started pick­ing up speed. Before he knew he had the horse at full tilt try­ing to keep up. His horse snorted as he pushed it to run faster. Just as the grif­fin was about out of the line of site, it dropped the book. The man watched it as it plum­meted to the earth.

He kept run­ning towards where he had seen the book fall and finally came across a huge book lay­ing on the ground. As he looked through the book, care­fully flip­ping each page, he real­ized that this book had all the knowl­edge in the world con­tained within it.

Imag­ine what he could do with all this knowl­edge. But there was no way to take the book with him. So he read what he could and left it there. He would spend the rest of his life here try­ing to absorb all the knowl­edge within. He had to chose what part of the book he wanted to remem­ber, what parts were impor­tant to him.

Maybe some­day he could return to learn some­thing new but for now the tome would stay here, lodged into the dirt.

He took what knowl­edge he could from the book that might help in the swamp. He walked away from the Plains of Over­whelm­ing with a sense of focus and direc­tion. He could feel his goal get­ting closer. He could see it in his mind and that gave him the drive to nudge the horse forward.

They could smell the Swamp of Fail­ure before they even set foot in it. It was wet and dirty. The smell itself was enough to make any nor­mal per­son turn back. But he had direc­tion and con­fi­dence from the knowl­edge he acquired from the large tome.

The horse’s hoofs sank into the wet muck but they didn’t sink too far. He climbed off the horse and grabbed the reigns to help the horse clamor through the sticky mud.

Will our hero make through the sticky, wet mud and dead trees of the swamp? What else does the swamp hold that will test our hero and his quest for the Cup of Dreams? Will the Swamp of Fail­ure claim a new vic­tim? Find out here.

~Chris

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• The Man and the For­est of Experience

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