A single bolt shot from a crossbow flawlessly pierced an apple.
Even if he seemed calm and collected, that bolt was not at all shot in a mindless and mechanical way. There was hesitation behind that shot. There was fear, trepidation, and even the weakness of a desire to flee from it all.
Even so, he swallowed all those feelings to save his son, and he pulled the trigger.
One may call that shot a miracle or the work of God.
But God had nothing to do with it.
It was the drive of one father, and the skills that he cultivated over many years, that saved his son.
This is not a heroic tale of myth, but a story of a simple human.
There's no need to be embarrassed by the fact that he prepared a second bolt. After all, to admit to one's limitations and weaknesses is proof of true strength.
An arrow shot from a crossbow,
and a perfect penetration to a sugar apple.
As one calms down and looks at it, one will find that it was not a doing of a machine.
And so the ambivalence started.
You feel fear, you were startled.
You feel the weakness of wanting to run away if you had the chance.
But, even so, he swallowed the feelings inside him.
All he wanted was to save his son, and he pulled the trigger.
One might say that the shot is a work done by God.
However, it had nothing to do with God.
It was the human thought, the thought of being a father,
that allowed him to be able to use his skills precisely.
This isn't a story of a legendary hero, this is just a story of a man.
It is not a humiliation to prepare a second arrow.
That just symbolizes that one understands the limits of their abilities,
a proof that people are able to be strong.