This is a story about maternal love. A mother endured and waited for fifteen years for her son, and finally the clouds opened and the moon came out.
This is a story about growing up. A child grew up in adversity, suffered a lot, and eventually became a wise king.
This is also a story about justice. Evil will have its consequences, and good will have its consequences. The laws of nature are clear, and there will be retribution in the end.
May all mothers be treated gently by the years.
May all children grow up in love.
May all justice be served.
Purpose: To write to those who have lived, loved, and suffered in the story.