To be honest, she left the arching to her husband. Like riding into the sun, she was drawn to him, she followed him into hell. Sometimes literally. The moon just rises, the sun truly glows.

"I don't miss all of it." The 100 20-somethings. "What I really miss is making things for the horde. Weapons, the costumes."

Pouring over materials for hours, revising notes and blueprints. Sheila hasn't had much time for that lately.