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528 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 6, 2020
"Apollo will fall, but Apollo must rise again."
"I won't hide, I won't cower. That's not who I will be."
"To be human is to move forward, to adapt, to believe in your ability to make things better. That is the only way to make the pain and sacrifice mean something."
"I'll make things right. Or I will die trying."
"You'll come back?" she asked.
"Always," I promised. "The sun always comes back."
“I considered that perhaps courage was a self-perpetuating cycle, like abuse […] All any of us could do was try, and hope that, in the end the virtuous cycle would break the vicious one.”
“When he’d told me to remember being human, he’d meant building on pain and tragedy, overcoming it, learning from it […] To be human is to move forward, to adapt, to believe in your ability to make things better. That is the only way to make the pain and sacrifice mean something.”
“And yet, along with humility, I’d learned something else: getting humiliated is only the beginning, not the end. Sometimes you need a second shot, and a third, and a fourth.”
“I had learned, all right. I was still learning.”
“She said nothing. Her stance radiated stubbornness. I imagined her putting down her own roots, mooring herself in place.”
“No story ever ends, does it? It just leads into others.”
“I was no god. I would never be the same old Apollo again. But in this moment, I had the chance to decide what I would become, even if that new existence only lasted a few seconds.”
At last, as the sun went down, Meg seemed to understand it was time for me to leave.I did not read the whole book. Just the last page.
“You’ll come back?” she asked.
“Always,” I promised. “The sun always comes back.”
So, dear reader, we have come to the end of my trials. You have followed me through five volumes of adventures and six months of pain and suffering. By my reckoning, you have read two hundred and ten of my haiku. Like Meg, you surely deserve a reward.
What would you accept? I am fresh out of unicorns. However, anytime you take aim and prepare to fire your best shot, anytime you seek to put your emotions into a song or poem, know that I am smiling on you. We are friends now.
Call on me. I will be there for you.