Blood is Thicker
(Sun Series #4)
The eyes of generations look out through the dimming windows of time. Little silver bells tinkle as we think of them, those we think we know and those unattainably real. What lessons have they left for us? Which ones reside in our silent cores, resting or acting? How many found their callings? Was Karel, the huntsman, enchanted by his forest and the stags beyond? Was Antonín, the master joiner, taken in by some satin veneer or a plank perfectly planed? Were their tasks meant to be or only routes to survival? Did they share the wherewithal needed to find our rightful ways through this world, if only we would know those whose blood now courses through our veins?