Ulak Page #4

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Have a cup of my coffee and

we can chat a little?

Mister, I won't ask you where you are

coming from, or where you are going to.

I am sure that you have been

asked that question a lot.

But, I am going to tell you this.

If you are a wanderer, a traveler...

...you are in the wrong place...

The wrong village.

Why is that?

This village is not like other

villages, Mister.

It's obvious that you have seen

a lot, you are a well read...

...learned man. They will not

understand you here. This village...

It's as if this village has taken upon

itself all the sins of the world...

Lots of things go on here.

You wouldn't know. You seem to be a good

man; do not stay here... Keep on going.

No, I cannot go, if I go the

tale will be left untold.

Why must you tell it?

Because, I have nothing else to do.

What am I without my words?

But you said "Even if

tongues stay silent...

...the hearts still have a

hundred ways of speaking. "

- The books I read say the same thing.

- That is true.

...but my tale is not the kind you can

be silent about. It must be told...

This tale must be told.

Must be told so that my

heart can stop its burning.

You won't be telling me to be quiet, you

would be telling me to die, young man.

Do you love that girl?

My father doesn't want her. No one

does. Because she has a bad reputation.

Before me, she was seeing a fellow

from the neighboring village.

When he married another,

Emine's name has gone bad.

Her father was going to

kill her, but I stopped him.

Her mother and father have moved away.

Mary took Emine in to live with her.

They were going to kill her

but I stopped them.

- Still, it seems, you don't love her enough.

- What more can I do Mister...

What are you waiting for? Go get

her and run away together.

There are thousands of places

for two people to live...

If you wanted.

Tell me the end of the tale... What

happens to the Messenger?

Send a message secretly to all children.

Bring them when everyone is asleep.

I saw an empty barn down the road.

I will wait for all of you there.

- You can all find out the end of the tale.

- Mister, you are playing with fire.

The fires you know cannot

burn the likes of me.

- The end will be disaster.

- Imagine the worst catastrophe...

- You can think of. I have lived it, Omer.

- Don't... You are scaring me.

If you fear, then you can

never know the ending.

And what you do not know the

ending of you will fear forever.

Once all has gone to asleep... at the

empty barn down past the cemetery.

Come on, come in Esma.

- I am not coming in, I will wait outside.

- Why don't you come in and have a drink?

- It will be rude to the men.

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