Soul Music - Find

The holy man sat under a holy tree, legs crossed, hands on knees. He kept his eyes shut in order to focus better on the Infinite, and wore nothing but a loincloth in order to show his disdain of discly things. There was a wooden bowl in front of him.

He was aware, after a while, that he was being watched. He opened one eye. There was an indistinct figure sitting a few feet away.

Later on, he was sure that the figure had been of . . . someone. He couldn't quite remember the description, but the person must certainly have had one. He was about . . . this tall, and sort of . . . definitely . . .

EXCUSE ME.

'Yes, my son?' His brow wrinkled. 'You are male, aren't you?' he added.

YOU TOOK A LOT OF FINDING. BUT I AM GOOD AT IT.

'Yes?'

I AM TOLD YOU KNOW EVERYTHING.

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Soul Music - p13