M is for Map

I stole a god’s thunder, not realizing I was stealing it back. I brought towers down and sheltered those exiled from gardens and the other hidden places of the world.

Now I’m hiding myself along with my three beautiful boys whom are not boys, treating them as if they were my sons. I’m concentrating on a simple life; teaching Leiwell, Danyel, and Tayel how to be real, how to Dance in the face of whatever adversity is thrown at them. Let the tower ruins and the gardens simply be. I will not infuse them with the power of my wishes or imagination. Leiwell aids me in keeping the outside at a distance from our little family, yet the price for such sanctuary is too high. Doors will open and other worlds will come to us, no matter how hard we try to hide. I doubt any of us will succeed in being small, no matter how hard we might try. Destiny has a way of dragging my own into greatness, no matter how much we try to avoid it.