"Are you interested in Arthurian legends?"
She seemed to take Will's smile as a yes, and thrust him a clipboard and a pen. "Come and join us."
Still smiling, Will shook his head, but then he saw it, a name on the list.
Bran, who had once been his friend. Bran, who no longer remembered him. Bran, who, it seemed, had started at this same university. It was a big university, but this group seemed small. If Will signed up, perhaps they would become friends again. Perhaps…
Will looked at the pen, so innocent in her hand, but so pivotal.