Concerns of an Old Man

May 3 Making conversation with the old man wasn't hard. My knowledge and training in the art of speech to some day become a leader served me well in this moment. I won him over by saying that he looked like a man half his age. He seemed pleased to hear it and welcomed me into his house with a home-cooked dinner. I stayed at his place for a few of days and explored Mediah. The old man's hair and beard were so long that they almost reached the ground. Quite the memorable features. I asked why he never trimmed his hair or beard. His house was near the mountains and the rocks that walk on two feet prevented him from leaving. Eventually, he became complacent and just got used to staying home. I guess it's time to repay his kindness.