Just a narrative now. Think he was there when I died on South Street. Showed him the blue picture from the previous post. He started and got off the couch.
Something happened on South Street. Or will. Lots of people know it. A deerhound confirms it. He was the King’s Guard.
Why he’s ten times stronger, smarter, and more focused than any deerhound you’ve ever seen. We have the same nightmares.
Starting to understand why he’s over protective…