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So he began to speak:

The prophet lit his lantern disrupting the night. His murderers tried him. He was brought before the Mountain’s priests. Disheveled, he possessed only rags and dirt for covering.

They demanded of him, “Why do you go about with that lantern?”

He said unto them, those Mountain priests, “You who have suffered the craggy path but now bar the way of those who seek the truth, I have come that all may see, though you keep them from seeing. You who should be guides, should show the way, have taken from these people the eyes of God that you may declare what is right in your own sight.

“But light will always come,” said the prophet, “The Mountain will always send the light so men may see what you have done. So He has sent me. God has sent me to bear this light, and preach repentance.”

One priest stood from his council seat, and in a rage shouted, “Will you snuff that lantern!”

Another, cooler voice added, “You may keep a lantern if you wish, but it is our law that you may not light it.”

So spoke the prophet, “And is a man to obey your laws or God’s?”

So the high priest answered, he of many eyes, “Our laws are God’s law, our voice his. We are the only ones with eyes to see, who know what is on the Mountain, have seen the River’s source. What are you? A beggar disrupting our night.”

They asked him again, and again he refused. As long as he lived, he would light his lamp. So the priests took him through the forest, and led him to the hanging tree.

As he told his story, I followed him, blinding weaving a course through the trunks of the dead trees.