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| 21 | + <h1>Paulo Coelho</h1> |
| 22 | + <h6>Brazilian lyricist</h6> |
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| 24 | + There were almost two hundred people gathered there, and four |
| 25 | +hundred animals—camels, horses, mules, and fowl. In the crowd |
| 26 | +were women, children, and a number of men with swords at their |
| 27 | +belts and rifles slung on their shoulders. The Englishman had |
| 28 | +several suitcases filled with books. There was a babble of noise, and |
| 29 | +the leader had to repeat himself several times for everyone to |
| 30 | +understand what he was saying. |
| 31 | +“There are a lot of different people here, and each has his own |
| 32 | +God. But the only God I serve is Allah, and in his name I swear that I |
| 33 | +will do everything possible once again to win out over the desert. |
| 34 | +But I want each and every one of you to swear by the God you |
| 35 | +believe in that you will follow my orders no matter what. In the |
| 36 | +desert, disobedience means death.” |
| 37 | +There was a murmur from the crowd. Each was swearing quietly |
| 38 | +to his or her own God. The boy swore to Jesus Christ. The |
| 39 | +Englishman said nothing. And the murmur lasted longer than a |
| 40 | +simple vow would have. The people were also praying to heaven for |
| 41 | +protection. |
| 42 | +A long note was sounded on a bugle, and everyone mounted up. |
| 43 | +The boy and the Englishman had bought camels, and climbed |
| 44 | +uncertainly onto their backs. The boy felt sorry for the Englishman’s |
| 45 | +camel, loaded down as he was with the cases of books. |
| 46 | +“There’s no such thing as coincidence,” said the Englishman, |
| 47 | +picking up the conversation where it had been interrupted in the |
| 48 | +warehouse. “I’m here because a friend of mine heard of an Arab |
| 49 | +who…” |
| 50 | +But the caravan began to move, and it was impossible to hear |
| 51 | +what the Englishman was saying. The boy knew what he was about |
| 52 | +to describe, though: the mysterious chain that links one thing to |
| 53 | +another, the same chain that had caused him to become a shepherd, |
| 54 | +that had caused his recurring dream, that had brought him to a city |
| 55 | +near Africa, to find a king, and to be robbed in order to meet a |
| 56 | +crystal merchant, and… |
| 57 | +The closer one gets to realizing his Personal Legend, the more |
| 58 | +that Personal Legend becomes his true reason for being, thought the |
| 59 | +boy. |
| 60 | +The caravan moved toward the east. It traveled during the |
| 61 | +morning, halted when the sun was at its strongest, and resumed late |
| 62 | +in the afternoon. The boy spoke very little with the Englishman, who |
| 63 | +spent most of his time with his books. |
| 64 | +The boy observed in silence the progress of the animals and |
| 65 | +people across the desert. Now everything was quite different from |
| 66 | +how it was that day they had set out: then, there had been confusion |
| 67 | +and shouting, the cries of children and the whinnying of animals, all |
| 68 | +mixed with the nervous orders of the guides and the merchants. |
| 69 | +But, in the desert, there was only the sound of the eternal wind, |
| 70 | +and of the hoofbeats of the animals. Even the guides spoke very |
| 71 | +little to one another. |
| 72 | +“I’ve crossed these sands many times,” said one of the camel |
| 73 | +drivers one night. “But the desert is so huge, and the horizons so |
| 74 | +distant, that they make a person feel small, and as if he should |
| 75 | +remain silent.” |
| 76 | +The boy understood intuitively what he meant, even without |
| 77 | +ever having set foot in the desert before. Whenever he saw the sea, |
| 78 | +or a fire, he fell silent, impressed by their elemental force. |
| 79 | +I’ve learned things from the sheep, and I’ve learned things from |
| 80 | +crystal, he thought. I can learn something from the desert, too. It |
| 81 | +seems old and wise. |
| 82 | +The wind never stopped, and the boy remembered the day he |
| 83 | +had sat at the fort in Tarifa with this same wind blowing in his face. |
| 84 | +It reminded him of the wool from his sheep…his sheep who were |
| 85 | +now seeking food and water in the fields of Andalusia, as they |
| 86 | +always had. |
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