Away From Here

The world is a dreary place.On the Island, human life is slow and aimless and broken. On the Island, human life is the only life. These human lives drift about like ghosts, not knowing to what end they travel. Their existence is cruel, their history obscure, their rulers corrupt, their deaths just the last in a series of misfortunes. There are always more left to take the place of the dead, after all. My world is a dreary place.But it is not the only one. Off the Island, human life is colorful and diverse and brilliant. Off the Island, human life is one in a million breeds of life. These human lives dance in the rain, knowing they travel toward death. Their existence is bright, their history long and rich, their rulers wise, their deaths a beautiful journey. There are always more left to remember the dead, after all. That’s where he is from. He came from Away. He believed I could be saved and so he saved me. He believed that dragons could speak and so they can. He believed he could give us hope again and so he did. He believed we were worthy. And so we’re trying. My world is a dreary place. He is not from here.