Lesson Four | Sleeping in Graves | Open Log/Voice

[wiserthanusall]

Mmmh....something...something....Oh, I forget.

[There's a rustle of fabric. Oogway sounds a bit more batty than usual.]

Oh, nevermind it isn't important. Hehe! What is?

[There's a rather long pause, just the slow sound of an old turtle's breathing]

...who ever thought... [Yawn] ...bare soil could be so comfortable?

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[betterthanraph]

...Master Oogway? Are you all right?

[wiserthanusall]

Hmmm? [For a moment the voice on the other end seems truly stumped. Wh-who are you again?]

Oh. Oh, young Leonardo, always so concerned about...

...about... Oh, what was it?

Just a bit tired. It's only right. [A deep yawn] Too right. I'm dead, you know.

[betterthanraph]

...you're speaking to me, sir. I don't think you're dead. [Is he being mysterious again?]

[wiserthanusall]

Well, I'm in a grave, aren't I?

[Not mysterious, he's being literal this time, Leo.]

It was my time. I've lived such a very long time, you know..