He was without direction, lost in a distant galaxy and looking for his sun; for a warmth and a centre unto which he could belong, to be shielded by many Saturns and Jupiters, a place where he could be in splendorous turn. There would be no up and there would be no down; there would be no left and there would be no right. There would be nothing to belittle his fancy and nothing to auction off his fright.
__ALEX and the GRUFF__ ₢2013 C. Sean McGee
Published on July 09, 2013 17:02