Old Friend Saved

I've rescued an old friend from the depraved depths of obscurity. I've wondered where this has been for years now. Now it's going to be cleaned, and it's going to be worn. I've missed this pendant.

If any of you haven't noticed by now, there's nothing odd about me wearing a pentacle. I don't know if it'd be fair to claim I was a Wiccan. I hold most Wiccans in just about the same disdain that I reserve for most Christians. Human beings, by and large, are full of shit no matter what religion they claim. But Wicca fits better than just about anything else I've come across. We can argue the details later.

There are a handful of shiny objects that I will always cling to dearly. This object is one of those. I'm quite happy to know where it's at. And if I didn't know better, I'd say that it's happy to see me, as well.