One More Time
Born in the fall of the 16th year of Yuri's reign, the
little girl called Chelipop was once again standing out-
side the Mythic Rabbit cave, preparing for battle.
"One more time, "she said to herself.
Taking a few deep breaths and casting her spells for
preparation, it was not long before she found herself
before the Rabbit boss and his small ambush of creatures
once again. Coming too near to death , she had to flee
the cave, feeling slightly dejected.
"One more time, "she said to herself.
Not well-versed in battle for lack of experience due
to her young age, all that the little girl learned was
through her own curiousity and eagerness to learn . The
army of Nagnang turned her away when she was below her
30th insight, of course, and she was determined to serve
her kingdom some other way . Days later she had found a
scroll containing stories of the Chongunate. She was ab-
sorbed by the stories of honor and valor, promising her-
self that nothing would do a better service to Nagnang
than the process of her becoming a Chongun. Now at her
99th insight, she decided to begin. Being a silly little
girl, however, her first mission was to obtain a Lucky
coin for her friend Scry's spell.
After finding a poet to mend her wounds and remove the
curses, she purchased some Scrolls & potions to aid her.
More rabbits had ambushed her on her way to the boss,
however, and she had to leave again.
"One more time, "she said to herself.
Life blossoms and Bear's livers weighing down her pink
pack, she took to the cave again, watching out for traps
and making use of her provisions. When finally her blade
felled the rabbit leader, she lost her concentration and
stepped into another rabbit ambush, and - too wounded to
fend off the unexpected attack - died.
"One more time, "she said to herself, as she left
the home the shaman.
Cheli returned to the cave, gathered the items she had
dropped & the coin that rabbit leader had left. Finally,
after completing the task she had set out to do, she
opened the little diary she kept in the front pouch of
her little pink backpack. While the entries she had
written were far from amazing, the idea of being able to
look back on all she'd learned and gone through excited
her enough to continue writing.
Tapping the quill to her nose in though, she ended her
entry with the lesson she had learned for the day:
" Success
is getting up
just one more time
than you've fallen down."
~Warrior Chelipop of Nagnang