[ Runyu sighs out his breath, settling himself against Moran's side as he gently encourages the mortal to continue to eat. ]
The was an old farmer man, who had a single horse to help with the work on his farm. One day, the horse ran away. 'What terrible luck!' his neighbors cried. To that the farmer answered, 'Maybe so, maybe not. We shall see.'
Several days later, his horse returned with several more horses following behind, to which the neighbors rejoiced, 'Now you have more horses than before! What great fortune!' Again, the farmer said, 'Maybe so, maybe not. We shall see.'
Not long after, his son was thrown trying to ride one of the new horses, breaking his leg. 'What misfortune,' said the neighbors, but of course the farmer only answered with, 'Maybe so, maybe not. We shall see.'
Then came the war, came the draft, and they could not take the farmer's son due to his injury. 'What a blessing!' said the neighbors, but the farmer once again merely answered, 'Maybe so, maybe not. We shall see.'
[ Runyu takes a slow sip of tea, expression mild, gaze distant. It's one of his favorite fables, one which reminds him to have patience and heart and to take nothing for face value. In the Heavenly Realm, there is always a longer game at play. ]
It is unwise to meddle in matters without understanding the larger scope of things. Impressive for a child of but twenty-six to see with such clarity.
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[ Runyu sighs out his breath, settling himself against Moran's side as he gently encourages the mortal to continue to eat. ]
The was an old farmer man, who had a single horse to help with the work on his farm. One day, the horse ran away. 'What terrible luck!' his neighbors cried. To that the farmer answered, 'Maybe so, maybe not. We shall see.'
Several days later, his horse returned with several more horses following behind, to which the neighbors rejoiced, 'Now you have more horses than before! What great fortune!' Again, the farmer said, 'Maybe so, maybe not. We shall see.'
Not long after, his son was thrown trying to ride one of the new horses, breaking his leg. 'What misfortune,' said the neighbors, but of course the farmer only answered with, 'Maybe so, maybe not. We shall see.'
Then came the war, came the draft, and they could not take the farmer's son due to his injury. 'What a blessing!' said the neighbors, but the farmer once again merely answered, 'Maybe so, maybe not. We shall see.'
[ Runyu takes a slow sip of tea, expression mild, gaze distant. It's one of his favorite fables, one which reminds him to have patience and heart and to take nothing for face value. In the Heavenly Realm, there is always a longer game at play. ]
It is unwise to meddle in matters without understanding the larger scope of things. Impressive for a child of but twenty-six to see with such clarity.