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The Perennial Traveler (A Novelette)-A tale of discovery and faith . The old man stepped out of the dark cave into the daylight. The harsh light hurt his eyes, making him blink sharply. He looked strange standing with his bare feet on the snow covered ground . The icy breeze didn't seem to bother him as he stood bare chested with just a dhoti to protect him from the elements .His long unruly hair got ruffled by a rogue breeze making him sweep it back.It was striking how his silver hair glowed in the light -maybe it caught the sun's light getting reflected by the snow all around .