I honestly love the versatility of sire-childe relationships. Like they could literally have any dynamic. That’s my mom or dad. That’s my lover. That’s my roommate. That’s my best friend. We’re like siblings. We’re mortal enemies. That’s some guy that stops by for a beer sometimes. That’s my mentor that keeps checking in on my progress every night. They saved me. They ruined me. I hate them. I love them. I know nothing about that man. We know everything about each other. See what I mean
















