The Madman
You ask me how I became a madman. It happened thus: One day, long before many gods were born, I woke from a deep sleep and found all my masks were stolen, — the seven masks I have fashioned and worn in seven lives, — I ran maskless through the crowded streets shouting, " Thieves, thieves, the cursed thieves. "
Men and women laughed at me and some ran to their houses in fear of me.
Men and women laughed at me and some ran to their houses in fear of me.