The information better be worth that, and my ass, or I was going to shoot them both. She finally stopped writing, so I spoke. "So, is the boyfriend yo... ex's daddy?" I asked."For once the rumors about me are true," she said."Oh I heard your marriage lasted less than a month, but his daddy was sort of paying the alimony in the form of a job." I said. It sounds pretty harmless unless one looked for the worst in everyone, which I always did of course."My infatuation with his dad began the first. Next to the car park, was a large forest with lush fern-like undergrowth. Aureli was in thoughts behind the wheel as she watched the heavy rain stream down the front windscreen. She had left home early. She had pondered what to wear and decided a jacket, t-shirt, jeans and trainers would do. She was nervous and contemplated backing out. She asked herself if she did the right thing and didn’t know the answer. She acknowledged for herself that she was driven by curiosity and a hot desire for new. When I was coming in I could hear them telling each other about how the local crowd was so rude, but it didn’t matter, because they’d kicked their asses anyway. They all went silent when they saw me. “Who the hell are you?” One of them said. “Ahhh….I think I came into the wrong place…” “Are you a local?” “Umm, yeah, I think so…” “Shit, lady, then you definitely came in the wrong place”. They started bitching at me like I’d never been spoken to before. I tried to tell them. Great Ones are to be revered from afar. Seen up too close, too often, they are only larger Chosen Ones. You must be the one to speak to them, to convince them of what must be done, and to lead them on this quest. If Dron, or even one of his Thantans were to be injured in the battle, my villagers would be all too likely to panic and run. For one to be actually killed, well, there's simply no telling what might happen. They might very well turn on you, and slay you all as agents of blasphemy."So.