We are all alone sometime, as outcasts, vagabonds or just by ourselves at home. We sometimes need this time to none but ourselves yet there is a such thing as too much. We know the exile to be lonley, we expect no one to accept him for what he may truly be worth. Yet there is another who may be just as lonley at heart the Hero. For the hero lonliness takes another form for it strips peoples ability to see him as an equal spurning envy which can cause hate. The envy others have for him or her can make it near impossible to find or keep love for fewer will try to truly understand them. Envy not the hero, if you truly respect one treat them as an equal, not a supirior so you can see the person inside.