Libertarius and his Faithful Hound

Libertarius and His Faithful Hound: A Fable of the Ouranic Faith by Loircanus the Sylvan

There was a certain man by the name of Libertarius,who, being weary of the laws of the polis and the duties of kinship, resolved within himself to wander amongst the nations, saying, I shall seek mine own path, and none shall command me. So he took his staff and departed into the wilderness, leaving behind his house and his kindred, abandoning his oaths.

Yet as Libertarius, went forth, his hound, which had served him from a pup, followed after him, refusing to be turned away. Go back to the polis, said the man, for I shall have no obligations, nor shall any burden be laid upon me. But the hound tarried still with him, watching over his slumber and guarding him from the beasts of the wild.

Now in time, Libertarius grew faint with hunger, for he had no field to till nor brethren to aid him. And when the winter came, he shivered in the cold, for he had no roof nor hearth to warm him. But the hound lay beside him, pressing close to share what little warmth he had.

At last, when death was nigh upon him, Libertarius groaned, saying, I fled from the law, yet it is the law that sustaineth men. I scorned my kindred, yet it is kinship that provideth shelter. I forsook my duty, yet only my hound hath kept faith with me.

And the hound, seeing that his master was dying, went unto a nearvy village and brought men to his aid, who, in their mercy, bore Libertarius back unto the polis. And when he was healed, he went unto the Temple of Ator, bowed himself before the altar, and took again the yoke of His law upon him.

MORAL:He that casteth off duty thinketh himself free, yet he is a mere vagabond without shelter. But he that cleaveth unto the Law and unto his brethren shall stand firm, even when the storms of chaos doth rage.