After long years and many adventures in strange and wonderful lands our hero had arrived at the castle.
The gate keeper examined his coins. They came from places far and wide, from deep forests and wind-swept peaks, from lonely deserts and wild cities.
Their value was acknowledged and the heavy bars slowly lifted; entry was given.
Guarded passages led him to the hall. And there it stood on a dais, shining with pure splendour.
When the king placed the light in his hands the eyes of the assembly watched, but the fire danced too quickly for most to see.
A moment perhaps and he was outside the walls again. Now that he had ownership the road stretched once more, another beginning. Yet as he left the whispers came: what will you do now...?