Incomplete Data: A panfandom, multi-world RP.

My father was an instructor, by training. That was his profession. He was the commandant of one of the most prestigious academies in our galaxy. He knew his trade. In what he did, he was among the very best. My first memories of him, and my last, were lessons. Whatever I thought of those lessons, whatever chasm lies between what he intended to convey and what I ultimately absorbed, they made me the man I am today. The value - or the impact, at least - of training cannot be overstated. Where we come from, those who shaped us: they ought not to be denied. Reckoning with them only strengthens us. One's past can never be built from lies, any more than one's home can be built from dust.

Have fun at archery.

[FN-2187]

I need to talk to you.

( Wittgenstein Training: Day 5. )