In a thought-provoking and brainstorming seance, lie the exploits of phenomenal beings and transcendence of out-of-this-world gods.
They stay away to read and commune. They feel detached from the whole world of humans, and get cocooned in the wild of blackness and dreams.
They get lost into books and musing, spirits of solitude calling, their affection brandishing.
They are writers; they commune with the spirits in loneliness and silence.
As a writer, family and friends will battle you and seek out your presence to the least of it. Some will call you a snub for keeping away and being egocentric with your being.
As payback, they give way when you need to interact and ease off. You must learn to move on in hope of your glorious and phenomenal destination.
They will stay put in waiting at your destination, perhaps the warmth of your exploits puts away their cold.
If you have a writer around you, understand when they have less time and attention to give. Give them the support, which is needed for their craft. And humanity - you - will have the gain.
They are writers; they are solitary spirits.