Epilogue
PeaceableOne Year Later
“It is smaller than I expected,” Peaceable said.
Wind whipped furiously around them, making her eyes water. Fruitlessly, she tried to hold back her mane with one hand, but her hair lashed against her face. Despite the day having been sunny, the air was chilled. As the sun sank closer to the horizon, the air grew colder.
Nettle strained against the harness, wanting to explore the field. As an unusual companion animal, she drew attention from the curious, which she relished like a tiny diva. It seemed Nettle’s calling was to travel to far planets and receive praise and adoration from strangers.
“It’s not small. We’re standing across a field. It’d be massive if we got up close,” Joseph said. “Some of the stones came from a quarry as far as two hundred mil
