Stone Circle but why do I lie awake each night thinking

Aquillius’s first answer was a humored snort. His next was a quiet, whistly breath.

I was. And look where it got him, hm? Laying here, after two near death experiences in only a year of life. He looked at his paws.

I don’t think I will be anymore. The time for that passed when he’d wound up here. Not that he knew much about who he was without conflict.