and perchance, a stray sighting of suspicion. The call is still yours whether to wager your trust upon this random folk. You will always have a hand of choices, good friend. I could further argue that there is no need for distrust in our newfound acquaintanceship, but I suppose a speck of skepticism is a good thing to have, don’t you think? To resist it shows less of your defiance to be fettered by ignorance. We both know humans live life not with strings secured around their limbs. Here, take this old pamphlet and sift through the accounts salvaged from the old belongings of artistes, merchants, and machines that have long departed the Wiles should your resolve waver. This is no golden ticket, contrary to what I guaranteed, but I deduce you need the belief of possibility more than a pretty piece of paper. Keep your coins; payments are unnecessary for an object your courage has already earned. My shift shall end soon. And so, before I take my leave, bear in mind: embrace the knowing as much as you brace for it, dear friend. That is when the haze draws open the path for you. Mayhap, I’ll see you on the other side.
Some strange and nosy vendor,
Carl Hason T. Gerale
