It was just a regular Sunday morning, sitting at the comp with PJs on, checking for any new e-mail before heading off to church.

Not a thing was out of the ordinary. There was some last-minute homeworking sitting on the desk, due tomorrow. The weather was sunny, just like the weather forecast had said. A bird tweeted and twittered outside the window as he yawned, waiting for his thoughts to catch up with his body.

And then, there it was.

It was a single e-mail that he had been waiting for a couple months now. An e-mail that held the simple heading, “Ficly is live! Come on in!”

And he did, without a single hesitation and with a growing smile.

Today had suddenly taken a turn to the extraordinary.