A Breakpoint

A Breakpoint

The last time the compass pointed towards the North was when he was born. Since then its direction never stayed the same for long. He'd go in search of an adventure. Sometimes in the direction the compass had showed, other times in the opposite. Never was there more than a few coins before he reached the end -when the compass pointed in all directions. North. Now the direction unwavered. He was afraid and disappointed as this meant the end of adventures and discoveries. It meant his life to become deeper, but not richer.

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