It feels like it has been forever since I simply walked. To stumble into someplace new, and to discover worlds never seen before. Though it has not truely been too long, for quite some time now I have followed where I need to go rather than where I wish to go. Perhaps I am growing. But I still have much to do and much to grow. I fell into a trap, he had predicted my intentions. So very clever. My efforts this time did nothing but cause more to be lost. I regret not falling myself, then at least he'd not be so alone. Now I have to find a way to leave this universe, in search for the child that was taken due to my ineptitude. My friend is still out there, but I now feel she's in far less danger than I thought. And I must do something about my torpid father. I'm afraid I'll have to put that on the back burner, he's not going anywhere. I wonder how long it will be until I walk again.
