It was a Thursday night in October. I lay on a bed in the little town of Heidelberg, Germany. The room felt heavy, almost as though the thoughts in my head were leaving my mind and filling up the room. Six months earlier, my heart and mind had started forming around the decision whether to go into politics at this level - a process which started all the way in 2015. Back then, I left if at culminating my thoughts into a treatise I titled, "The Marricke Gane Chronicles". I said to myself, at least that's enough. Some folks will take it and find some use for it. Now, it was different - it was taking on flesh.