Ridfrek was bored as he sat on his swing swinging in the garden. It had been a while since he last heard the voice of the Wisperer. Ridfrek thought that the Wisperer and what he said was quite interesting, which was rather natural as nobody else ever spooke to Ridfrek. You could say that his sources of information was rather limited.
The problem with Ridfrek was that his access to others and his environment was confined to this particular garden. He never ever met anybody but this mysterious Wisperer and the visits of the Wisperer was scarce. This was not good for Ridefrek's intellectual development and certainly not for developing a critical and analythical mind. But as he was alone and had almost nobody to talk to, he didn't know about any alternatives. Ridfrek simply belivied in those things the Wisperer told him.
You could argue that the Wisperer developed into some kind of deity in Ridfrek's mind. Not that he knew anything about deities, but he thought that the Wisperer at least knew more than he did. What he didn't realize was the potoential of indoctrination that the Wisperer had by meeting no criticism whatever he wispered.
The Wisperer told Ridfrek that he was an individual - the only individual, and therefore quite unique.
"- Do you mean, said Ridfrek, that I am all alone?" But as usual he got no response. The wispering of the Wisperer was not a dialog, but a series of monologues. This meant that Ridfrek never got any answers on questions he had on the information provided by the Wisperer. If Ridfrek had had a critical thinking he would have put the obvious question to himself.
"- Is these wispers occurring outside of me, or are they just imaginations in my brain?" But as Ridfrek was unfamiliar with the concept of a brain and therefore had no idea of how such an entity operates, he never thought this interesting and intriguing thought. In fact, Ridfrek didn't even know that he was a gnome, as nobody had told him and explained the concept.
In his solitude Ridfrek developed his thoughts about individualism. If you could call them thoughts. He put the information together and developed a primitive model of how the garden probably worked and his place in it. He was often wrong though and then he got very angry and started hitting things in the garden. Therefore the animals and birds living in the garden tried to avoid Ridfrek as much as possible, resulting in him being even more lonely...
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