I remember when my dad gave me that cup of coffee and whispered to me, "Drink it, son it's time for you to move on, adulthood is waiting."
I smirk a little, thank you, dad.
I never told him about my secret, my other life, as a superhero. As for dad, he wants me to bloom slowly like an ordinary child, from youth to maturity.
My secret personality, my other career with the fallen souls, the imagined agony, the pale faces, the blind entities, I guided them to the other side, where paradise is waiting for them, up in the holy mountain.
The mountains from a distant look alike, but when you address the trail of knowledge, you can find your soulmate.

Digital art by Aykut Aydoğdu