Prometheus and the Two Murders

"So what is you came here to see? Surely not an old man dying not of old age but of defeat?"

"Defeat? In the first place you were never defeated, you never did try-" B

"Oh, yes, I apologize. I forgot. I am one who can't fly. So what is it you from me? If you're going to ask for techniques on how to fly, you must be out of your mind."

"We, children of sky, do not ask one who have no wings teachings of flight. We ask one to teach of the sky." A

"The sky you say? What kind of foolish winged folk would ask such none sense? Aren't you, who are already of the sky, more knowledgeable of what can't be reach by ones earthbound?"

"Your feet are but not your eyes-" A

"Enough with this, there is nothing to be gain from this endeavor." B

"Your friend is much wiser than you are beyond what colors your wings radiate more less than you. Shame, honor is given by the wings and not the crown."

"What say you old man?" B

"But alas, to repay such act of unintended kindness of recognition, I'll tell you this. The clouds are what the desert can't see and there sea that no clouds dare cross. If you happen by chance by a cactus afloat over sea be wary of it's thorn. On other instance that you find a carcass of a sea folk half buried somewhere in the middle beyond ocean reaches, beware of the oasis."

"You speak of riddles-" A

"He's a mad man no less than old. Such a waste we came." B

"Truly a crown is more worth than thousand wings that fold. Do not fret wise one, you will find what it is you want. And to the one who speak so highly who flaunts his wings unknown to the changes of weather, someday you will find what you need."

"Are you mocking us?"

"Be on your way, murderers, leave now. You've taken your fill, let the old man Prometheus take rest for the sun is already setting."