Daddy, who's that man there, lying in the darkness?
That's the unwanted child of a dying god, seed sown in foreign lands, undesired, unneeded.
Why don't we help him?
He doesn't want our help. Why should he need our help? If he wanted help, he would ask for it. He doesn't want our help. Besides, he's going to fall asleep any minute now.
Will he dream, like we dream?