Chapter 128: Under The Heavens
As Durka sat there, listening to Aeryon ambitious plans and witnessing the fire in the young chief eyes, a quiet realization settled within him.
He couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly at the thought that Aeryon, by all conventional standards, might be considered a fool.
Yet, as the conversation unfolded and their conversation deepened, Durka perspective shifted.
"He’s a fool," Durka mused to himself, a wry smile tugging at his lips, "But a fool worth following."
He understood the irony in his own assessment.
After all, history often looked back kindly upon those who dared to dream beyond the limitations of their time.
Such individuals were often labelled as fools for their audacity, yet they were also the ones who reshaped the world.
Aeryon dreams were monumental, reaching beyond the boundaries of what most would consider feasible.
But Durka saw something more in him—a visionary.
Someone who saw possibilities where others saw only obstacles. Aeryon dreams were grand, his goals lofty, and his determination unshakeable.
In the eyes of many, Aeryon might be dismissed as a dreamer, a reckless young chief chasing mirage.