The Scribe

by sobani iddamalgoda

In the night after meditation with the monk, feeling the end nearing me, I write the last entries in my document. I write that I want my four begging bowls of the Buddhas to go to Kosala and Subha after my death. The monk would inform them of my wish. I write down the location where they would find them and tell them how to keep the Naaga away. I hope Kosala will not return them. Mortals are unpredictable.

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