Tale of a boy in the swing

In the park one day, there was a little boy sited on the swing; he was so little, too little to the place he occupied. His little feet didn't reach the ground, even when he stretched the most he could, that made him feel scared of falling… so he decided to swing, pushing back and forth, and only moving inches to each side, never he left that place.

He tries and tries to move, pushing and pulling, crouching and stretching like the other boys did, but no matter how many times he could see the tip of his little shoes he never moved more than a couple of inches, but he kept going, remembering the story of last night where the turtle never quit trying and ended up winning the race. So:

Back and forth

Back and forth

Back and forth

Until his legs grew stronger, he gained a little speed and moved a lot more, it was funny and he was having a great time. Just like time the youngster and his new friend, Jack, decided to grab a ball and play passes in the school's backyard, it was freedom he felt although he did not know what freedom was. And he kept going:

Back and forth

Back and forth

Back and forth

He swears that he reached the ninety degree and that it was a thrilling. It felt dangerous, and brave to do so great achievement, he felt proud of himself. He now could go brag to his school mates this was comparable to that time Anne de Breuil (deWinter), challenged the professors authority in the class room, he had done much more he had challenged the authority of gravity, he would tell everyone, and sure his long time friend would back him up.

But there was no time to lose he had to do it again, to make sure it wasn't a onetime thing he could do it whenever challenged. So he continued going:

Back and forth

Back and forth

Back and forth

The teenager ended up reaching ninety degrees so often, it hardly matter now… He had now stronger and more powerful legs to run, making speed a great thrill. He almost let go of the swing one time, because he was going so fast, he was almost projected, but he held on tight, it wasn't yet time to departure from this funny game. Like it wasn't time to break contact with Jack and Anne, when in high school they went separate ways. But the future made way to stronger bridges being built between the three of them, and it was also rewarding because along came two G's; Ginger and Giselle.

New experiences came along, maybe too many came. It broke codes of conduct and bones, ending up with a crush in the heart of the youngster, fixed together with tape, laughter and a good summer.

But it wasn't the only Crush in the recent past of the now young adult.

Back and forth

Back and Crush

The swing gave in to the size of the once boy, once youngster, once teenager, and now young adult, it hit him hard in the head but now there was no back where to swing only front, and forth he shall march until the his legs give in to knowledge.

And now there he goes towards nowhere in search of somewhere.

Lestat of Lioncourt (the boy, the youngster, the teen, the young adult, and the old man)