I have to warn you, this is a challenging read, not so much for some of its content, but the feelings that remain afterward. It makes you think harder about what is good, what is evil, and what happens when the two collide and combine within the soul.
This story does stay with you. Makes you wonder how many of us are willing to accept our true role on this planet, and whether or not it should be an infinite one. What price would any of us pay in order to have a longer life? Would we accept a Fountain of Youth if what we had to sacrifice, is youth itself?
Hieronymus was born to immigrant birds who came to where they live, across the “big sky”, in order to escape a life where conformity was enforced through intimidation and outright violence. Wanting the best for their son, they strive to instill a sense of self that will allow him to soar literally and sing any song he wished, to be greater than them and their humble beginnings. Just like any parent, they wanted their son to be part of a society that would recognize and welcome his greatness. It didn’t quite have the desired effect.