Short Story: The Man, The Mountain, and The God

The old stories always told of the mountain.

The mountain where the god lived.

In some of the stories, he was kind.

In others, he was vengeful.

Which of the stories was true, the man wondered.

He had asked this question aloud once, at a harvest feast when he was a child.

The elders gave him a scolding look.

“We do not question the ways of our god”, they told him.

“Why not?”, was his retort.

Being quickly shuffled by his mother back to his bed, he never got an answer.

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