The Tales of Time

Down in the deeps of the kingdom, a commitment was made. As a result of all the disappointing performances, the last two standing had it declared: for they, the other shall stand.

And so it was for the greatest part of time. The subjects in question went through the deepest and the lightest, the darkest and brightest, the exponentially adventurous and the commonly wonders. But they remained together, sticking to their commitment.

But the commitment was put to a test, if not shall these words be forgotten, as a cry for forgiveness was made to one of the performances, whose subject in question was starting to care.

Was it treason then? The judges of the court were unable to reach an agreement. How will the subjects resolve the situation, if half the parties were somewhere else? The question remained to be clear.

But did the subjects care, after all? One of them felt that it was certainly unfair.

What about the commitment? He wondered, was it still valid? He wanted to know. Why was he being denied the proper compensation, as per by the rules of the kingdom that were in place? — he knew, or most accurately he felt, that the performance in question was being over-paid- and as he knew the kingdom was not limitless on its resources. On the contrary, the subjects were short on the prized commodity of time, the currency of the land.

But the good kept being burned, as the subjects in question did not progress on their chess match. One felt that the treason was non-existent, as the agreement was not on paper. To the other, who didn’t understand how to play, the treason was well underway. Paper or not, he used to say, the commitment was done, and for the other, he shall stand.

But the other subject, whose party was well underway, cared little to nothing about how the other felt. As for him, his thoughts were non-sensical and foolish. And so did think the court of advisers of the other still standing.

So what did the one who felt betrayed, you may ask? As they say, comedy involves tragedy plus time. And he felt like enough tragedy was done. Was he ready for the time part? He felt like he did not. But as he was wondering what to do, the fountain of what they called life expelled a more important surprise. The illness was arriving, and with it, more tragedy was about to follow.

So he decided to put the commitment to a test, to see how it would behave on this new dark age. For the illness that was eager to appear, an opportunity had come with it.

Will the commitment stand the test? This is sadly, where our story ends. As you can see, the pages of the book embracing the tale were never written. And the content of them remains the darkest of secrets, so dark as those paths the subjects once had gone through.

Some say they succeeded on the test and that out of the tragedy a stronger commitment was made. For others, the subjects did not succeed on the tale, as one cared more than he should, and the other one could not understand what was it in the end. It was too much for him, the partisans say, so much that he left. The one who cared, standing still, did never realize what he had done in the end. For caring too much about the commitment, you see, he forgot that others could be made. And so he did remain, standing for the other, who, he felt, did not stand for him.