I'd be lying if I said that I never grind out what I call a "bang-out" story to meet a deadline. Despite my best efforts, sometimes you just have to cough up those 1,000 words and get 'er done.
This is not one of those stories.
This is a story so elusive and strange (and enchanting) that it took weeks to sift through books and the Internet to find this forgotten Ypsilantian.
I found him.
Here's hoping he won't be forgotten again. Enjoy!