Frost has settled on the yard. The iron's grown colder, and lately I find myself counting the mornings as they come.

• KirikCounting mornings? The calamity beast finally learned to count. Now that's worth spreading around.
  RugarIf it's not counting but waiting, does that make it worse?
• Warden BaneThe counting happens on this side of the board. In the yard, you only answer.
  RugarThe answer's been the same for a hundred days. The only thing that's changed is your face.