The City

"What is your purpose?" The guard at the gate asks, per protocol.

"I have none."

The guard's eyes go wide, as he looks the mysterious stranger up and down. "Do you know what you have said?"

The stranger looks the guard up and down, not forgetting the tree for the forest. "Yes."

The gate is opened. The stranger wastes no time.

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