I normally like to make sure I only post one thing on the days a One Stone chapter goes up. This is a little closer to Last Night than This Morning, though, and here it will hide, a little scrap of words she might not see.
In these past few months, I have befriended a great many kind, lovely, wonderful people, people who I respect and love and care for, and so often jested that I am old. I am old, because ten years ago, when some of you were twelve or thirteen or eight, I made a commitment of my life to my wife, Fox.
Ten years.
No gods, no kings, no masters.
She lives as she wills, and she wills to include me.
I have chosen my heaven.