《Pasted Gunner》#25-Wise man Aima
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The space inside was unexpextedly big.
The only light went from the entrance and several oil lamps, which gave only dim light.
It had strange spiritual atmosphere.
In the middle of the building stood high menhir, which supported the roof.
There were many carvings and painting on it.
Animals, people, stories of past. It was weird and also beautiful.
Then there, there sat an elder man.
His hair and beard were already in color of white, but he had some black here and there.
"Ummm, hello?" I greeted him.
"Who comes to this old man?"
"Ehmm, me" J
"Oh, and who might you be?" Elder
"Just a traveler, nobody important" J
"We haven't had any stranger for ages, even that makes you important" E
The man finaly turned his eyes from some inscripts on the menhir towards me
"You are the strangest stranger I have ever seen, and these eyes saw a lot. So tell me, what are you?" E
"My name is John" J
"Greetings, call me Aima. Even though I know your name, you still haven't answered my question. Thats not good, if you visit our sacred lace. Not good being rude" Ai
"As I said, I'm traveler from place far, far away" J
"I may be old, but not senile. Where is the place far, far away from here, you have spoken about?" Ai
"I don't wanna tell" J
"And you also don't want me to badmouth you, since I have high position in the tribe" Ai
"And I don't want you to tell about it everyone" J
"I understand. I swear, here, before the gods, that I won't tell. You made me promise vefore gods, no sane man would ever try to violate such promise. That means I am somehow interrested. Really interrested.
You made me swear before gods. That is something elder man don't do in daily basis.
You can tell me" Ai
"Even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me" J
"But you wanted it yourself. I am from..." J
"....from?" Ai
"Another world" J
".......Well, that was unexpected" Ai
"Yeah, I gues. Otherworlders are apparently not on a daily basis" J
"Absoulutely not. Yet, something, and this is really weird, makes me feel like you are telling true." Ai
"I think that it would be so, beacause I do" J
"My old master once told me "World is controlled by gods. Humans can't even reach their spectre of view. Only gods know, where lies the ends of all possibilities." Ai
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"Are all people in your tribe so wise?" J
Aima looked in my eyes, smiled and started to laugh.
"I bet you had to meet them. You shall know yourself. I would be happy if they were just half that smart, not even wise.
Us, the tribe godspeakers are the only really uplifted in mind. Like yes, there may be smart guys here and there, but they alway prefer other things and kinds of pleasure, than life in the name of the great spirits and gods. Only such kind of life could train your mind to think in higher levels of perception of the world and sense of being." Ai
"So you are something like ancient philosopher" J
"What is philosopher?" Ai
Old man looked confused.
"Philisopher is a person, that search for reason of existence. For elemental questions of being. What is me? Why are we here and so? But in ancient times, it also consisted basis of searching for natural laws, knowledge about gods and so on." J
The man seemed to understand.
"Oh, I understand. Yes, we are something like those philosophers, but not so complex." Ai
"Have you ever thought, why things fall?" J
"Honestly, no" Ai
"And why do you think they do?" J
"I don't know. God made the world in such way. We, simple people don't have even way to grasp god's will" Ai
His answer made me sad. Its just god here, god ther and no place for the science.
[I'm not surprised, that they are still in stone age]
"Anyway, you told me, that there were some travelers in the past. What they were like?"
"They were all strangely clothed, used great animals to carry them and used materials only gods could create. They just passed through these lands, but there were quite lot of them. Or so called me my old master, it was long ages ago. We didn't understand their language, so nobody knows, where did they come from or what they wanted.
And sometimes, there are also some people from other tribe. Or some wild people here and then." Ai
The guys told me about. They were probably from some civilizated lands. Their description, they had to discover metals. Nice starting point.
"You asked, now let me ask" Aima disturbed me from my thoughts.
I nodded and let him speak.
"Tell me, how your world looks like? Is it similar, or different from this one?"
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"Its same. There is ground, there are trees, air, space and stars. There are animals and people. But my world has no magic and no other inteligent species than humans"
Aima seemed to underestand, even though he looked little dissapointed.
"No magic? (Ai)
"No, but the people of my world are on totally different level. I hope you won't be offended, but you are really primitive, from our perspection"
My words probably offended him, but he just shrugged and said "Well, it can't be helped. Different world, different people"
"I think I can help you a bit. What we succeeded was done only by our hard work. So it would be possible for you to reproduce it" (J)
"But how, I doubt we can't even claim the view of yours" (Ai)
"...." (J)
"Hey, let me show you an example, let's go outside" (J)
We stood in front of the shrine and I took my rifle from my shoulders.
"This would be good example. This is common weapon if my world. Its called rifle.
Let me show you what it does, just look at the stone right there" (J)
"Ehhh, which one?" (Ai)
"That one on top of the big boulder, rigt there" (J)
"Young man, I am already quite old. My sight is bad. I am glad, that I still can see my dick, you know" (Ai)
I bursted in laughter
"Hahahaha.....pfffft. You know Aima, its neat that you have sense of humour in your age.
Soo, what did I want to do?" (J)
"You wanted to show me, what that stick of you can do" (Ai)
"Hey, bring me some girl and I'll gladly show you" I blinked at him.
"Ahh, these younglings. They are just searching a hole, where to stick their thing in" (Ai)
"At least, our sticks are still functional" I smiled at him innocently. His expression was priceless.
"Anyway, let the test begin" (J)
I sacrificed several ceramical bowls and used them as targets.
"Look at these bowls" (J)
I put the selector on semi-auto, aimed and pulled the trigger.
*Booom, booom, booom*
And with each shot, one bowl cracked into hundred pieces.
Aima looked surprised, confused and amazed at once.
"What the hell was that? This must be some kind of magic. Or I don't understand" (Ai)
"Hey, keep calm. This thing doesn't posses any magic. It is common weapon of my world, as bows and arrows are common here."
I took one round and showed it to him.
"This thing is core of it. You know what fire is, wood burn, makes fire. It need air to burn.
Some materials burn better than others.
Inside of this thing is material, which has everything it needs to burn in it and it can burn really really fast. Fire makes smoke.
This thing does same, but the gas-smoke, doesn't have anywhere to go. As if you spit. You exhale and the air pushes the saliva out.
This tip is pushed same as your saliva, imagine it as arrowhead. This bullet is but pushed very, very fast through this tube, which gives the bullet right direction.
Basically, the weapon itself is just a mechanism to ignite the fire inside.
Quite simple, isn't it?" (J)
"......" (Ai)
"Hey, old man, are you alive?" (J)
"....Just give me time to comprehend this" (Ai)
"This, this thing is absolutely marvelous. And also terrifying. With this thing, you could have murdered whole tribe singlehandely.
I just don't understand, how could someone craft such fine shapes" (Ai)
"No, people don't make it in their hands.
They make it in machines" (J)
Aima, who already looked pretty confused, made face of total despair.
[Hey, its common knowledge, keep calm]
"What is a 'machine' ?" (Ai)
"Ahhh, that's difficult to explain.
Just, they fasten something you want to produce very firmly and then they use different tools, which can made shapes according to their desire." (J)
....
"If you will be nice to me, I teach you trick or two. Okay?" (J)
"Seems good with me, you are an honest man, I can tell. We have a deal then." (Ai)
"So, these guy which dropped me here are coming when?" (J)
"Hmm, it won't take much time.
From here to tribe, it takes tenth of a turn" (Ai)
"What the hell is a 'turn'? " (J)
Aima rose an eyebrow.
"Measurment of time. Day is split to ten turns of hours, and tenth of ...." (Ai)
"Yes yes, I understand" (J)
Quarter of an hour later came those men back, even with some reinforcements.
"Hey you... Oh, we have been looking for you Elder. Hey intruder, I hope you haven't hurt our Elder or didn't filth our sacred shrine. Otherwise gods will pu.." (G1)
"Enough Jay!! This is how you are acting towards our honorous guest!? You are ashaming our tribe moron!" (Ai)
"But, but... he is an intruder, stranger and probably even dangerous!" (Lero)
"So you two are doubting decision of Elder? How much could you even think about yourself?! (Ai)
"N-no Elder, I humbly apologize" (G1)
"Yeah, I didn't mean that Elder, I am truly sorry" (Lero)
Aima's face changed from angry to satisfied and commanded the group to go back to the tribe
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