Enjoying a cup of coffee, the Wizard known as Carl Stanford reads the Boston Globe. Taking a sip, he smiles slightly, adjusting spectacles out of habit, & mutters,"Not the signal intended, but any port in a storm, eh?"
Relaxing back into his chair, overlooking Boston from the balcony of the Silver Twilight chapter house, the Knight of the Outer Void pauses to admire the view. For posterity, of course…