Sun Mote Copse Today's the first day of the rest of your life

on the contrary, arcturus believed he owed wraen a great deal -- including at the very least, his life.

if she had not followed him up the mountain, he could not say for certain he would still be breathing.

it was a sobering thought. arcturus breathed deep, trying to clear the buzzing thoughts which clouded his mind. honest work -- hard, grueling work -- sounded like exactly what he needed to set his mind to bed.

"honest work seems like just what the doctor ordered." arcturus tried to joke feebly, grimacing as he smiled through the cuts on his face. "i can seek them out -- what do they look like? when would be a good time?"