The Care and Taming of a Rogue

As night fell, the sky opened up. Thousands of stars, thick enough to walk upon. And brightest of all, the Southern Cross. She is a reminder that I am on an adventure unlike any I’ve ever attempted. I seek her out now whenever I glimpse the sky, for to my eyes she is the prettiest girl in the room.

It’s as Marc Antony said, ‘The evil that men do lives after them, the good is oft interred with their bones.’”