The Irony is that no one prefers to choose the ‘Path of Lonely’ or ‘Path of Coward’, but at the end of the day thats what we choose. We’re molded by our fears. Our fear drives us crazy and shuns the bravado inside of us. Are we really willing to choose the path of brave and truth even though it drives to loneliness? I dont think so. We’re all fearful mortals draped in the Wolf’s skin. You know what would be really brave? To choose the path of lonely. But alas, we’re all cowards. Shutting off from the world that awaits, and living in the virtual world that brings no gains.
Obviously if the windows are all closed it's a murder. Suicide the window would still be open. Which is so obvious that whoever called it in missed have been the murderer, because anyone else would have looked to see where the body fell from.
There is an island with exactly 201 residents, 100 with blue eyes, 100 with brown eyes, and the island leader (who has green eyes). To leave the island, one must know their own eye color. There are no reflective surfaces on the island and no on can communicate with each other other than the leader to the residents. No one on the island knows how many of each eye color there is. Everyone on the island is a perfect logician, meaning that if there us a solution they'll find it. Every morning the leader gives anyone a chance to leave the island by guessing their eye color. One morning, the leader gathers all 200 residents to make an announcement, he says "at least 1 person on this island has blue eyes" How many people leave the island and in how many days after the announcement?
opens anonymous letter
reading voice in the back of my mind - You have 4 objects with you, one of em is a trap and the other 3 will help you get back home. If you keep walking south, you will find a village but beware, it's heavily guarded and not everyone manages to get in it.
several walked miles later, I arrived at the village I offer the wine bottle to the guards and show them I have a gift for the village chief and a package to deliver to the blacksmith of the village, keeping the mysterious box hidden in my sleeve.
the wine bottle was poisoned - the guards died and a little kid saw them fall at my feet which makes him run away from me without much success as my longer legs catch up to him in an instant. I show him the package and hand it to him, turned out it was his long lost teddy bear so I just won his trust and he is now showing me the way to the village chief!
After a few minutes walking we arrive at the village chief hut - I hand him the present which happened to be a severed head of the criminal he put a bounty hunter recently so I collect my reward and im ready to go back home with the money I just got but... curiosity killed the cat and I decided to open the mysterious box...
story rewinds and i'm once again in the desert
This sucks, dunno why I decied to type this but I was bored :joy: Sorry for the possible typos that I cba correcting! :v: