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The Lake

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He had been wise. He learned to discern the essential from the accessory. He refrained from exploiting his knowledge for his own benefit. He accumulated the best experiences. He had been very happy.

But one day, something in his brain changed, and now he was facing the lake. The blue lake, which on winter nights, when the silence is the master of time, wakes up and calls the unwary to its depths.

This was happening to him. To him, who had always known that the world pertained him. To him, whom princes and kings had revered. And now, only the depths of the lake were waiting for him. He stared for a long time at the nocturnal blue waters, and the waters returned his gaze. He let himself be wrapped in the cold deep inside waters, and finally rested.



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