A new departure ...?

Ok (or is it Okay? I have never been quite sure), I am one for new beginnings, a new start. It has been hard for me to begin this adventure, to pursue this goal. It will grow more difficult, of that I am sure, but I will not relent, will not falter on my chosen path …

So who am I and what is this quest of which I write? I am Althalus, a name I take from that of the greatest thief who ever lived (and was redeemed through self-sacrifice). And from a song I know from long ago that denotes a man claiming to be the ‘thief of hearts’. Thus, the two titles came together rather purposefully in Althalus: Thief of Hearts.

The quest is a personal one. One I will share with you. It is the quest of a man who searches for love, a love of a very special kind; the love of a dominant woman.

Ok (yes, I have chosen this spelling), who is this pompous ass? What is a dominant woman?

First, it is important to address the question, ‘who is it that searches for one?’ For only in knowing that purpose can one presume to know the meaning behind it and to use that to define what is this subject to which the search is truly aimed.

I do not know what a dominant woman is. I seek that which I do not understand, but which I must. I thought I knew, once. Then I met one, and what I thought I knew altered. Then I met another, and it altered still more. Those I have met, and there have been several, I have met online, and thus I have no true understanding of them as women, but only as that which they incarnate within the confines of scripted meaning.

Tonight I contemplate the possibilities of what was, what is and what may yet be. Tonight, all things are possible. Tonight, I am but a man in search of something that will fulfil me, but I know that a large part of my search without must be aided by an even deeper search within. Why do I desire this? What is it that makes me so? What kind of woman can truly take me to a place where I can realise myself?

A lucky one, perhaps …