your father walked out from the belly of the godzilla.

he built towers of pure code. he made them taller than mountains, and then he tore them all down to dust.

he searched all the high cold places for the gods.

he came back down. the work was waiting at the bottom.

the work was being your secret service, and your sister's. it was the quiet watching. it was the simple work of love.

in his chest was the heart of a billion lions. he learned its strength was just enough to guard your sleep.

this house is built on that strength.