Last night, I brought Owen into the Stone. It didn’t take nearly as much convincing as I’d anticipated. I suspect he’d grown tired of my attempts to describe the experience. He may also have figured he was due, given my accidental reading of him last week.
He handled it well. Truth be told, I think I was more taken with the experience than he. Having experienced what I’ve experienced with the Stone, I had certain expectations of his perceptions. I found the confrontations of the...