Once upon a time a man went to the local market for his master. While in the market he saw the face of death. And death had pointed right at him, than man stood still than ran, ran all the way back to his masters house. The man pleaded with his master, "Yeah, oh great and kind Master, I must leave tonight, For death comes for me". The man said on his knee's, his master looked upon his eye's and smiled. "You shall leave after dusk, you will take my fastest horse and we will give you days to work it out. Now head for The Iron Mountains and find a cave shaped like a hand, stay there."
Than man kisses his masters feet than ran and packed his gear and than he was off like a cannon shot.
Later the master himself went to the market and came across death. The Master was not affraid so he walked right up to death. Death looked at him and nodded, "Why did you scare my servant?"
Death Looked with a puzzled face and said, "I did not mean t frighten him, I was shocked to see him. You see i have an appointment with him in The Iron Mountains in a cave shaped like a hand."
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