Not exactly a chapter, but I figured you guys might enjoy it. The next vignette - still for Obsessed With Too Many Things - will be up in the next few days. This is just a poem I wrote for my Creative Writing class that I decided to share as a little break for six chapters well done. :D I hope you like it! As said, normal vignettes will return next chapter.

And the Blue Suit hangs

It has been seven years, or so the news claims,
and the stories all say the same thing.
Fraud, fake, loser, liar.
He has heard it all and does not falter.
The woman he left behind still calls, but the office is empty.
He is long gone now.
The girl he brought with him doesn't understand.
He prefers it this way.
The boy under his wing is worried and restless.
He knows he will grow strong.
And the stories all say the same thing,
but he knows the truth.
He always has, and he always will.
He'll walk alone if he must,
but it is a worn path of necessary evils,
a long road of trials both lost and won.
And the Blue Suit hangs, waiting,
forever waiting,
for the day when he rises from the ashes
and is reborn.