The night went by as quickly as it came.
Dan typed away on his computer, noting our interactions and the differences between the Zawns and Quiblys.
My eyes fought to stay open but my will power was overwhelmed with exhaustion and sadness.
When the morning came I could hear a ruckus outside.
Slowly, I exited the cabin, expecting another attack for some reason.
Sam, the Wilder parents, Dan, Sheila the dog, and Bessie the pig were out in the middle of the cornfield calling my name.
They had cropped out the middle of the corn harvest and setup large tables with all sorts of sweets, meats, and drinks.
They were giving me the sendoff of all sendoffs.
As sad as I was on the inside, my spirits slowly lifted because of these crazy beings.
They loved me and I loved them.
Bessie the pig and Sheila the dog never left my side.
Probably because I dropped more food on the ground than I got into my human mouth.
The time had come to board my spacecraft, which was tethered to Benkur's.
The power of both vessels should propel me home with ease.
Before the end came, I waved goodbye to everyone and gave Sam a going away present.
The Ring of Conquest had served me well, it was time for it to serve another being.
Three, two, one.
I was off, into the darkness of the universe.
Homeward bound.