I've taken to calling Henry, Shur'tugal, in a way I have of occasionally saying things that are profoundly right, before I completely understand why. Plenty I say is wrong. But not this thing.

"Hey there Shur'tugal, and tell me again, what does that mean" I ask. He reminds me, "Rider, Mom, it means Dragon Rider." And I say, "Right, that's right, you are a Rider." He says no, he has no dragon. I say, "Darling, you do. Your life is the dragon."