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Thursday, January 15, 2004
The Journey - History: Day 3
Revered men somehow fell beneath him, bending to his will. At first, he listened to the people. People he had watched every day of his life. They needed schools, roads, and jobs, and somehow he hardened himself to the task, accomplishing it all.
After the first few improvements all types of men and women adored him. They presented him with gifts and money. He finally had the power to buy what his heart wished.
He commissioned a grand castle to be built on the outskirts of town, and here he ran into some problems. He wanted stone when there was none. The city members tried to show him what was common sense to all the people, they lived at least four days from the mountains at the bottom of a Wooded valley. They could only build with wood, but he would not compromise.
He twisted his most loyal followers, made them murders. Soon, those who would not go to gater stone would find their bed deep within the earth, dead. He was convinced that he deserved only the best, and he convinced others.
The few that stood up to him, when the town began to crumble beneath the weight of such a tyrant, dissappeared one after another. Families moved away if they could, and the rich fell to poor. Soon there was only one man left to rule, and no one to challenge his authority.
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