aldric/johann

A week had passed. Aldric was no closer to figuring out his feelings. The entire situation was beyond comprehension. It was not out of the realm of possibility, but if he had been asked, eight days ago, whether he thought this might happen, he would have responded with an indulging laugh and...

The fall months were passing by far too quickly for Johann's tastes. The days slipped by like clockwork, carrying on ever-closer to December. It made him anxious — winter was not a good time for the ghost. There were too many painful memories and unanswered questions. Thus to quiet his mind he...