
There were so many variations of victory and loss.

There were so many variations of victory and loss.

“I’m really wishing Titan were still on that list of options.” “That’s waiting for yesterday, sweetheart.”

The two versions of him were related the way a body and its shadow were. Connected, yes. Each inextricably related to the other, yes. But not the same thing.

Time healed all wounds, but it didn’t erase the scars so much as decorate them.