THE LETTER CARRIER AT DAWN
[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: ONLY ~ KIM MARIE]
Before the first cock crowed, an elderly man with a huge sack slung over his shoulder traversed the lonely road of the merchant village. The sender of one of the missives was a king, and there was urgency in the task he was entrusted with. He had to depart under the cloak of night until he reached the house where the letter was to be delivered.
The elderly man lowered the heavy sack from his shoulder, sinking to his knees. He sorted through the letters, reasoning that since he was already in the merchant village, he should deliver all the missives addressed there at once.
"This one, Lord Tubman, this one, Lady Harriet..." The man's voice trailed off as he counted the letters to be distributed. Finally, he retrieved the special one with the royal seal, inspecting the expensive parchment it was encased in. The man nodded; he had been in this trade for half his life.