The Ranger

There was once was man. He lived all alone. He had no family no distant cousins and no relatives around. He became blind when he decided the world was not worth looking at. He once was renown and did good all throughout the land. He was a ranger by trade and loved what he did. He lived animals and they lived with him. When wars broke out he helped out when the animals were in danger. He was the ranger and information came to him with ease. He knows the lands to the last grain of sand. Now in his old age his duties gone. the animals have left him all alone and his life is almost gone. Although one day a person comes calling for his aid and for one more time the ranger comes back alive. On the travel the ranger dies while turning the tides in the bitter battle. The sky became dark and rain began to fall. The howls of wolves and the echoes of owls fill the sky with sound. The world stopped that day when the ranger left and even god shed a tear. The old man was kept in history and in the hearts of the animals.