[Five years, six months and eighteen days. A long time, and yet to actually believe it was over was difficult. Rise was trying hard not to think too much on it. She was ashamed to admit that she had been dreading this day for a long time, despite how she continued to work towards it--she had simply met too many people she had grown close to for it ( Read more... )

[It was not exactly bizarre that he found himself sitting at the campfire, poking and prodding at the fire with a stick as he waited for their food to cook. It also wasn't exactly bizarre that they somehow accumulated some of the most random stuff to throw into it ( Read more... )