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Age: 26

Sun Sign: Sagittarius

Chinese Sign: Water Dog

Location: Scottsdale, Arizona

The Man & The Stone

A short story by John Paul


There was once a man who lived near a hill. Every evening, he walked up this hill to watch the sunset among warm cover of trees. One evening, the sunset was exceptionally beautiful. To mark this moment, he picked up a small stone. Calling it lucky, he carried it in his pocket everywhere he went.

Many seasons passed by, and the man was now old. Each passing colored his hair like the snow before it. The stone in his pocket grew into a boulder, and each evening he would carry the boulder up the hill. Soon enough, the boulder was rolled up rather then carried and this caused him much difficultly.

One evening, a bird landed on top of the boulder as he was rolling it, hopping in still motion as it moved. The bird sang, “Why, oh sir, do you move this stone up this hill?” The man replied while moving the stone, “This is my lucky stone. It helps produce the greatest sunsets in the sky.”

“Nay, my human friend.” the bird cocked it's head, “The stone is lucky to have someone as foolish as you!” The bird clamored into the evening sky, singing until it was no more.

The man continued his push, until nearly at the top, he lost his grip and the stone came rolling back down at the bottom; breaking into thousands of smaller stones.

The man cried lament, as his white beard was soaking, in the far distance the sunset rose it's glorious red mane into the sky. He turned and saw the most beautiful sunset ever. Smiling, the man found his back against a tree and sat gazing into the fading stream of hue.

“Neither were lucky or unlucky…”, the bird cried overhead, “for the sky is above us all, forever and always.”

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