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Monday

A hermit in faded robes and outgrown hair huddles at a mountain pass, staring blankly as he hugs his knees to his chest.

Tuesday

Huddled in the same place, the hermit brings a beetle to his open mouth.

Wednesday

The hermit is in the same huddled position on his side, sleeping.

Thursday

The shot zooms out to show a narrow bridge over the pass among rocky cliffs. The hermit stands tall at the end, wind sweeping his robes, as he holds out a thick staff. On the other side a young knight holds her sword.

Hermit: ONLY THE RIGHTEOUS MAY ENTER HERE. YOU SHALL BE TESTED!

Friday

Rain falls on the shivering, huddling hermit.

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