Welcome!

The air was cool. Crisp. A summer breeze threaded through the trees, and the porch creaked gently beneath their chairs.

Two mugs.

Two tired people.

One unhinged rooster currently screaming at a rock.

Rian sipped his coffee like it might protect him from further emotional ambush.

Ellison sat beside him, legs curled beneath her, watching the horizon like it owed her answers. She held her own mug, idly thumbing the handle.