Extraordinarily ordinary.
Quotidian.
Fire and earth gives birth to
Obsidian.
I'm earth forming then.
A broken child.
Rebuilding him up
into a man.
I pray one day...
his son will understand.
That's all I do it for, son.
A greater nation...
Through my seed.
When you're at loss...
Remember;
I'm raising you to lead.
The things you don't see...
As you're looking up at me.
The dream
that makes me happy.
So I reside there.
Like park lands
for my family's reunion.
It's the only real dream
I've ever had.
Like I told you...
the best friends
you'll ever have
are your siblings...
With you through the
good and the bad.
I love you...
Dad.
~dp~