WHERE CRICKET AND PRAYER...
OF WORLDS BEYOND.....
I SEES WHAT OTHERS MISS...
WHILE THE VILLAGE PLAYS.
TO THE MILLER'S DAUGHTERS...
FROM THE LORD'S MEN...
EVEN DREAMS OF DISTANT COURTS..
ALL FIND LIFE IN my PAGES.
BUT TONIGHT...
i SKETCHES future MEMORIES...
COME HERE, FAIR MAIDEN... HEAR MYRO'S VERSE!
myro, are you okay?
no i’m not.
LOOK HOW THEY STARE AT STEEL AND CEREMONY...
RISE, SIR GARETH, DEFENDER OF THE REALM..
HUZZAH!
THEY CHEER FOR MEN WHO SWING SWORDS... BUT WHAT OF THOSE WHO WIELD IDEAS?
WHERE ARE THE CEREMONIES FOR DREAMERS?
i know i can be knighted one day!
sir gareth, will you escort me to the village flame this eve?
The whole village will be there tonight
i gave it a read as you asked myro.
I wrote a poem for Jenny i plan to recite in private.
Myro, no. Not after what happened with Elara.
By the Seven... this is even worse than the last one!
You're right. I can't... not again.
GATHER ROUND! TONIGHT WE WITNESS TRUE WONDER
Save your words for someone who'll understand them.
three cheers for sir gareth!
Knighthood's not what it was, lads.
Still, better than tilling
fields forever.
I'd give anything to earn my spurs... to serve the realm!.
Think we'll ever be knights, Myro?.
I believe there is a power that no blade can match.
Some of us aren't made for swords, Sherm.
what power is that kid-o?
Art reveals truths that swords never could..
He sounds like a poet-knight from the old tales....
Speaking of poetry...... look what I found!
I want to feel your silken skin against mine...
By all the saints, make it stop....
the poem only got more explicit and embarassingly creative...
Our poet's got fire in him! sweet mary.
suddenly, i’m saved by the ‘yell’
The sheriff's men!
i remembered sherm’s advice. if she looks back, you can’t turn away, not until she does
i had no choice.
SILENCE! This gathering violates the Lord's decree!
by the kings guard, i say halt!
At least the legends tell of bold knights winning fair maidens... not scribblers getting chased by cavalry.
This is madness...
Follow the lights, home inka. we’ll lead the knights away.
Your jests aren't helping, Sherm.
my feet won't stop moving. my mind won’t stop racing.
I've walked these hills a thousand times... but tonight they feel different.
AWAY FROM LAUGHTER AND JUDGMENT...
INTO SILENCE.
Perhaps this is where I belong...
neither knight nor fool.
Rough night at the village gathering, I'd wager.
Listen, lad. Those fools back there?
Willem and his lot... they're small minds in a small place.
you're thinking too small
You want perspective? Here's the truth - while they're playing at being village heroes, there's a whole world out there it sounded hokey, but I believed him
you know what pays for my wandering? Father's transport business.
Hauling goods between villages,
carrying messages for merchants.
Every road teachesyou something, lad. Every passenger has a story.
Come Saturday night, I've got a run to make. Fancy riding shotgun?
You want real inspiration? borders
Wait till you see what lies beyond these village
...vs. blue checks
trust me, he world's much bigger than Millhaven
Think about it. Saturday. After evening bell.
BACK THROUGH THE WINDOW, MIND RACING..
MUST CAPTURE THIS WHILE IT'S FRESH...
EVERY DETAIL...
EVERY WORD sPOKE...
TOMORROW FEELS DIFFERENT NOW.
yet my dreams whisper perils to come.
To the city that never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
To the city that never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
To the city that never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
To the city that never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
It’s red ties...
It’s red ties...
Yeah. Burger Kings.
...vs. blue checks
...by fast food and spite
...by fast food and spite
Burger Kings.
...not right. not left. but in the middle.
a compromise neither expected..
Neuralink...
Neuralink...
Neuralink...
Neuralink...
vs. Neander-think.
To the city that never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
To the city that never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
...by fast food and spite
...by fast food and spite
...not right. not left. but in the middle.
...not right. not left. but in the middle.
...not right. not left. but in the middle.
To the city that never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
To the city that never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
To the city that never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
he breaks free...
To the city that never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
To the city that never sleeps…
To the city that never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
and in a moment, they were gone
...vs. blue checks
...by fast food and spite
...by fast food and spite
...not right. not left. but in the middle.
a compromise neither expected..
...not right. not left. but in the middle.
...not right. not left. but in the middle.
Neuralink...
Neuralink...
...by fast food and spite
...by fast food and spite
...not right. not left. but in the middle.
a compromise neither expected..
To the city that
never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
he breaks free...
and in a moment, they were gone
It’s red ties...
It’s red ties...
...not right. not left. but in the middle.
To the city that never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
and in a moment, they were gone
and in a moment, they were gone
To the city that never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
To the city that never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
To the city that never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
To the city that
never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
To the city that never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
To the city that never sleeps… and the man who never shuts up.
To the city that
never
sleeps…
and the man who never shuts up.
and in a moment, they were gone