True friendship cannot be defined, limited or contained by time or space. Joy is joy, and opens like a flower to embrace those who will embrace it. Unanswered questions linger at the edges of all relationships, buzzing with tensions that threaten to turn from subtle to catastrophic. Romance is a beautiful rose with terrible thorns.

Two can, somehow, be the loneliest number, when the one most wanted is not within the current party. Two can also be the loneliest number when the one most wanted does not reciprocate feelings long-cherished which, despite torrents of bad history, remain undoused. Opportunity sometimes knocks at inopportune moments, challenging the tenuous peace of the status quo. Names are important to remember, if one's job is to describe plots concerning those with names.