Strong thick limbs have fallen under their weight. There is power in numbers and a might unparalleled when even the most fragile come together. Few possess the magic they are born with. They have a purpose. Upon birth, they know where they fit in the grand scheme of things. The ones before them started a journey they must complete. Somehow, they will navigate through weather and impossible odds.
It’s a riddle I don’t want to solve. Why do I need to know what calls the Monarch? It began long before me and will continue beyond my last days. Mystery is an answer I can live with. Ditch the map, odometer and the compass. Listen for your call.