"I'd like to call you #friend," he said, with a flutter of unseen wings. "To call you foe…"

The air is heavy with the weight of prophecy.

"I said we'd wait for you," she laughed. "I always meant it. So be foresworn and call us family, fate be dammed."

And so it was. #vss365

— Martha Bechtel 🐀 (@MarthaBechtel) February 5, 2021