es and energies, but soo en wondered if sborn or wh food.

    t first day s me inside ter all t uck closer tudying intently, learning better o be ed and s, , but strange and alien. Small surprises lurked. Dayligained  its patterns across ts in an entirely different geometry ticular interest  t make trast to t outside, t , especially on tired sly after lunce in my ernoon.

    My motiptoed from to find me patiently ing in t s me, standing like a sentinel in tcrical outlet t screamed out to me to stick in my little finger. Alt trained myself not to listen. Mom took me by t grasp filled me ed a deep peace oucand and asked ory.

    e  to my room and clambered into bed toget century, adults otal strangers, and life among torted my perspective. More tout to be real, especially uation seemed fragile and capricious. If s ed a bunker against ter  me against all my foes. As t, so me from t;tory of t Forto Learn  Fear as,quot; quot;t; quot;el,quot; quot;t; quot;t ; and many otes ;Cinderellaquot; and quot;Little Red Riding ; wiful expression in imbre, a singsong mucoo ced by he decades dissolved.

    I ales before, long ago, but in German, from my real motoo, ime), o Astel and Rotk?ppced to forget, t I ting, but could e clearly her voice in my head.

    quot;Es iefen, tiefen ald.quot;

    Alt ty of true identity from ter trange events of t year, do I o tell tory. too long delayed, o my own son. e change. I have changed.