Once upon a time, there were two friends of mine. Well, they didn’t start out as friends, just people I knew from the village. They were a couple of years older, but that didn’t matter because all of us had secrets. I was called Matthew — nothing more — at that time.
My secret was that I’d found an artifact from other days and not told anyone. I don’t know what caused me to make that decision, but a lot of things would be different if I’d chosen otherwise.