Firefly Glen in my heart i have but one desire

cruel. no, no. his family was anything but. the very suggestion offended the boy somewhat. but blind, that was an easier reality to digest. for he was blind to many ways of the world, he could admit. what’s to say they weren’t either?
there was a greatness, the man says, that is kept from him as a result of his family’s naivety. what that could be, lómion could only guess. but he wished to know out of pure curiosity then anything else.
i would like to know more about god, he whispered. a glimpse into this knowledge couldn’t possibly do harm. so he hoped.