When I was seventeen, I chose to change the trajectory of my life. With our children growing and embarking on their journeys of choice, my partner and I faced our own crossroads. And so we discussed our options; we could stay together and continue in our caring relationship, or close this chapter of our lives and move from familial partners to friends, continuing to maintain loving relationships with our children. Should we agree upon the latter, we each faced another immediate choice: to explore a partnership with another person or move solo into the world. In other words, we were proceeding along the normal progression for those at our stage of life. We each grow, and our needs change throughout our lives. As we get older, our relationships with others also evolve.

Ultimately, we decided to pursue separate lives, and then I chose to do something I had dreamed of ever since I had heard our family lore as a child. I wrote to The Alexandra and begged to meet her, using a connection to Zara Abitbol that was tenuous at best.

Much to my surprise, she agreed to meet and we did so in July 234. As anyone would be, I was nervous. I was meeting someone commonly seen as immortal. I imagined this made her view humanity as something far beneath her. Much to my surprise, I found her much more approachable than I had anticipated. By the end of our meeting, she agreed to host me for an extended visit. Later, I moved into her village for the duration of my hiatus, which continues even to this day.

And so I've spent this part of my life listening and writing down the stories she tells as we travel this world, Damia, sending them out to the aether.