The Owner of the Carousel

“Young man, you have never paused to think that the god you judge with such severity may be an ordinary human being like you, incapable of understanding his true nature, a dreamer eternally surviving loneliness, like an orphan child without the love of a family, without friends and toys to play, only with the companionship of his own imagination, the size of a universe. When you are ready, it will be your turn; then, I will be honored to become a character in your story, and a first-hand-witness to a new beginning. Until that moment arrives, don't suffer trying to understand how this carousel works…just enjoy the ride. Remember, when you are ready, the cards will tell….” After saying these words, she gently grabbed my hand and placed the small piece of paper on my palm, and then she walked away into the woods, leaving me in the company of an empty tomb, the rain, and the wind.