The Disciple

Good dusk, As I lay here looking over at my slumbering mate, tapping away at this new device I had received. My bloodpusher flutters with joy at his every small movement and noise, knowing he is safe and content by my side once more. Has my pan at ease, my woes and sorrows a distant memory as he stays near. We shall never be separated again as long as we both stay close, hand in hand further more on our journey.