FIFTY-TWO

NOD

Fix damage, then sleep.

Sleep in nest.

Good nest made of wires and packing crates.

Share with George.

Warm and content.

Both of us alive.

Alive to work again tomorrow.

Always work.

Keep Hound of Difficulty running smoothly.

Hound is my World Tree now.

Where we’re going, there will be no other tree.

No home but this cantankerous ship.

This ship I love.

This child I love.

These humans I love.

Life good.

Life fixed.

Everything fixable, given time.

And luck.

And hard work.

Nothing stays lost or broken forever.

Everything comes around again.

Like seasons.

Like days.

Like life.