Synopsis

He was a writer, and this was his world: words, carefully arranged to capture truth. He considered the task before him, not with trepidation, but with a quiet focus. The subject was…complex. A creature called a "wild teenager," elusive and strange, demanding careful observation. He would document them, as he documented all things. Not with judgment, but with an attempt at understanding. He would strive for clarity, for a natural rhythm in the prose, to reflect the very essence of what he observe