Sleepless Owl in the eyes of the sun. Mocking thy simple existence in this perpetual world. Starved by the thought of food, craving the ruby red taste of wine. The owl saw this miserable creature and made a faint smile. The owl spoke," I know what thy soul searches for old; weary man." "How do you know what i long for, if you don't even know thy soul" spoke the man. "Well surely all should know the great mighty Oedipus that baths in gold, eats till stomach packed, and rules with pride. Surely you can tell; its written on your shattered face," spoke the owl. "Please, I beg of you, help a soul in need, I am starved and cry for thirst, help thy soul!," yelled Oedipus. "I would help, but I do not help those who bring danger to thy forest" spoke the owl.