]The Character Thread What stands before you now is the nascence of a thread, with emptiness around you and uncertainty ahead. Bereft of form or function, bereft of drive and voice, all of its potential is contingent on your choice. It is yours to weave and bind, yours to mold and make; all that you will gain from this is what you choose to take. Cognizant of the potential, your efforts may begin; so reach into the untouched clay and release the one within. What motivates this shaping, what desires guide your hand? That choice is yours to make, one that you must understand. With purpose comes distinction, atop its lofty ledge, it adds direction to your labors and clarity to your edge. With that edge cut forth, slice cleanly to the bone, carve your vision freely from the depths of faceless stone. But forge your own identity, one you freely choose, for if you steal the form of others, it is yours that you will lose. There is always variation, no need to be the same, create with all the elements and give it its own name. But as you gaze upon the one you call your own, always be aware that it is not yours alone. The process of communion is one you should not halt, for what good is a work that molders in a vault? Yours is not the pedestal, the object to adore; yours is to inspire and be inspired more. So be mindful of the others and always seek to learn; what you give to others is what they will return. No limits can be placed on the expeditions of the mind, it does not matter what you do, but only what you find. There is no vision too grand, nor detail too inane, so try and try again to strengthen your domain. Potential is only wasted if you never ever try, so wander where you will, always asking ?why?? A million sights unseen, a million words unsaid, make of this what you will; it is, after all, your thread.