Rings of Honor

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The realization that it had been a dream. The sweetest and fairest of dreams, of course. But a dream nonetheless. That happy accident was no such thing, and simply one part without the other. The fog cleared from their eyes, each knowing the other could never have seen, and felt, and known the life ...

Years filled with the pitter patter of paws, claws, and slithering bellies. Hooves and padded feet. The lives of so many little ones that others would not, or could not take charge of. They two would take charge in their place. The love they shared brought more love to those they touched, those whos...

But a ring that took so many years to craft. A style all their own, mapped out by years of gentle strolls along the bight outside of town, reticently intertwining fingers, and long conversations that only grew warmer as the months crept by in the aftermath of that one little, happy, accident. The or...