25 Alisdair

25 Alisdair

I eavesdrop, as I always do, unseen and unnoticed, and am despairingly aware of what transpires tonight, and that the lies

woven go deeper than even the icy chasm that cleaves the kitchen floor.

So many agendas, so many players, all jockeying for what? More power? Why? Power is not the stuff of which a worthwhile life

is made. That can be found only in surrender to the Will of the Way, the universe's grander scheme of things, in which we

are but tiny, myopic, selfish participants.

Be wary, young Cailleach! Run! The net around you closes swiftly.

Yet for the first time since your arrival, I feel a flicker of hope.

I'm no longer certain it will be my enemy who takes you down.