EpilogueIan stood in the kitchen looking out the window. It had been hours since the ceremony. All the guests were home, and the snow was still coming down. Khnurn walked up behind him and held him.
“I don’t care how many drekels you have, I don’t really want to talk about it,” Ian said, snuggling into Khnurn.
Khnurn kissed Ian on the neck, and began to snuggle his face into Ian’s shoulder. “I know something other than drekels that might take your mind off things.”
Ian sighed. “I just don’t want to leave them alone.”
“From what the spirits said, it’s what they need to be.”
Ian leaned back into Khnurn and nodded his head.
Suddenly, Khnurn’s head moved up quickly, and he moved toward the window.
“What is it?” Ian asked.
“The lightning,” Khnurn said. “The same kind we saw those other
