I couldn’t recall what happened the rest of the night.But the road had been bumpy and I felt cold. I found myself craving the warmth of that fire.Then under the cover of the caravan, I cried.I cried because I knew that I had lost something vital that day. I knew that I would never see my village or my parents again.It was a true understanding of the concept of death, even if I had no idea back then. It was an understanding that a part of my life was gone forever. The friends I had played with, the songs of the village, everything was gone.He woke me up later, after an unknown period of time.“Get up.” He said.I opened my eyes and stared at him.It was still nighttime but the moon shone down brightly on us.He had let down his hood so I saw his face for the first time.He had a hard face and a full beard. But his head was completely bald.I knew in that moment that I would get no hugs from him. Not as my mother had given me.I got up without him having to ask twice.He took my li
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