Keen Observations Of A Construction Worker

Yesterday, a traveler came by — helped us plan the construction work for the Elixir Well. I'd never seen him before, only heard stories. And now I see why everyone calls him the <lorename>Mysterious Wanderer</lorename>. He indeed has a mysterious aura. I noticed the scar right away — a deep one, straight across his face. You couldn't miss it. But today, when he returned to check our progress, the scar was gone. Vanished, as if it had never been there. For a moment, I thought it was someone else entirely. But then he called each of us by name — so we must have met before. I don't know what to make of this. Maybe I don't want to know. I hope we finish this work soon, so I can get back to my family.