“I do not know how this thorn got here or from how far away it came, but by luck or fate or design at some point it found the lighthouse keeper and did not let him go. How long he had as it remade him, repurposed him, is a mystery. There was no one to observe, to bear witness – until thirty years later a biologist catches a glimpse of him and speculates on what he might have become. Catalyst. Spark. Engine.”
