The ring had indeed not gone with him. It had been as though he never left his world… The very idea that they could think of something that might be able to remain as a reminder should they be separated again would be a great comfort. “That is a wonderful idea, my love… I certainly don’t want to forget you again.” He murmured, wondering how different things might have been if he had remembered.

How many decisions would he have made differently? How much would he have avoided if he knew he was loved so unconditionally? To be reminded that he needed to find his way back again to a life that was waiting for him.