Jason Weiser

He had one last strategy.

You

Find someone stronger who could hurt me and convince him to do it.

I wasn't going to, no matter what, Chu said.

I know, she said with a smile.

And it's over now.

His spirit was battling mine over the past few days.

Whether it was a distraction in case he thought you might do it, or a doomed final attempt on my life, it failed.

He failed.

I'm finally free of him.

Both weeping, Chu took her into his arms.

It was done.

She could remain there and remain his wife because he trusted her and knew her.

They would have peace.

Miss Thousandfeet, the millipede, stood awkwardly before Sir Longbody, her worm betrothed.

Every conversation before this one had been easy, natural, like they had known each other across lifetimes and were simply resuming something that always was.

Now, neither of them could find the words.

Under the bridge seemed like a private enough place,

But two humans, apparently retrieving and burying the body of a giant, old, white rooster, interrupted the talk that both Thousand Feet and Longbody knew would be happening.

Longbody knew that he could never give her the life she deserved.