Friday, January 1, 2010

How Not to Fight

"I mean to kill you!" the warrior cried.

"Why?" asked Taku.

"Our tribes are enemies. Come down! Fight me!"

"The Wisest Stone taught me patience. I have food."

"Pah! Superstitions. My god is greater."

Taku shrugged. "Mine is smaller, but he teaches sufficiency."

The warrior grinned. "Fight me... or I will burn your village!"

Taku thought on this, then slid from his perch. "I will fight, though I am unskilled. I was not taught warfare."

"You are soft!" The blade plunged forward. The warrior's face fell.

"No," said Taku, looking at the shattered knife. "That is not something I was taught, either."

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