When I first left my village in the mountains to search for someone, I met many strange people. But none was stranger than the old man.
He was an ancient creature. His skin was dirty and his teeth were falling out. But his eyes and smile were beautiful. When I passed him in the streets of a small town, he held up his hand to me.
"Please, sir," he said, "I would love to have some one to talk to. Will you listen to me?"
I agreed and sat down next to him and listened to his tale. He told me all about his life and how he had fallen on hard times. He also told me that though times were hard, he knew things would get better soon.
"I pray to the lord every night," he told me, "God will rescue me eventually. I know it."
He thanked me for my time and I gave a little money before I continued on my way. I don't know where he is now, but I know he's doing well.
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An Angel's Travels
I do a lot of traveling around, and I would like to share my adventures with you. This is my journey.
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