human
What happened?
gpt
Nothing,
human
It is thy turn to go to the grave of our father. The father's will should be done.
gpt
All right,
human
Who is there?
gpt
I,
human
Well, said the old father,
gpt
Arise, bay horse--thou wind-swift steed, Appear before me in my need; Stand up as in the storm the weed!