Setting the record straight

Let me say right off, her name is pronounced pah-lay, not pale as in the word that rhymes with ale. And the emphasis is on the pah. Long ago, in the not far away when this whole story began she was called, and called herself, many things. But, that is the order or disorder of so many Beings who wander the interstitial unsure of who they are, or what name is true for her. Pale Wawae is her true name.

Human beings are very young venturers on this place Earth. As a writer of stories I know as most others of my kind know the vulnerability of being young in a time when either extremity -- very young or very old, has very little value. Pity. There is such misunderstood-ness when Humans assume superiority.

"Halt! You there with fingers on alphabets on plastic squares. See the wavy lines? See the curvy in and outs of respect for Story there?"

"Yes, yes. I apologize. Getting ahead of myself, and my responsibility. Forgive me."

"Well. There you are. Humbled. That is the place to start, or continue. The story has a name as well does your aging Witch. Let them both tell their stories, through you."

"And not the other way 'round."

And so ... the rights and the responsibility of story teller writing nods to the ancient rules of respect for those words that come before all else.  

Her name is pronounced Pah-lay and this is where the story continues...