Fixing his motorcycle, dormant all winter He found a nest of mice Huddled together in the tailpipe The fearful mother fled, abandoning Her doomed baby, eyes shut, helpless. How could she? It’s instinct. Save yourself. The baby’s mouth opened and closed, imploring The world for  sustenance, comfort…

Fairface longs to see the world Childhood home lies at his back, Bread and milk are all his pack. Tests to face upon the road, Old sage giving him advice. Seeking shelter from the storm, Here, a castle! Worn and old. In a castle lives…