The Child says “Tell me how it began, like a tiger’s tale, as a rhyme, as a song of waves and rainbows.”

Moon replies “A girl, once dearly loved, was dropped from a very great height and fell to earth where she shattered into so many pieces that the pieces formed a rescue team to carry her through her journeys of days alive.”

Child continues “…and the frightened, broken girl clutched at all her pieces and gave them names, of champions, kings and queens of power with wonderful voices.

Moon nods “Yes, and all of her secrets loved her, for she was their deep mother, and as she grew, she watched all life from behind the pieces and never knew that her heroines were simply shards of her old injuries, so long forgotten….”

Child pauses,     “What were her very first words?”