“It’s okay to cry!” band baby declared. She comforted each person who wept, which was pretty much half the ficleteers present. Afterwards, everyone exchanged addresses, emails, and screen names. We promised to keep in touch, no matter what. When the cake was brought out by some of the writers, all of the fervant ficleteers cheered. “Long live ficlets!” they shouted. “And long live the power of the pen!” I added. Many seconded that statement in agreement. My pencil pendant shone proudly in the sun that came through the window. The cake was made to look like the ficlets home page, consisting of the colors black, grey, yellow, white, and a little bit of orange and blue. It was perfect, even though I saw the sad reminder of “Ficlets is going away soon :(” across the top. I tried to be strong for all of my fellow writers. Finally, I noticed the gold pencil pendant in the middle of the cake. In strong, defining letters was engraved: “Kevin Lawver, Creator of Ficlets.”