Being exiled from the village was not as bad as I had once thought it would be. I did not expect me or Clumsy to still be alive from living in the dangerous wildness, yet here we are still living and breathing. Clumsy could have returned to the village after his fifty year sentence, but refused to leave me after I tried to make him go. He wanted to stay right by my side to the very end. I love him for that. This smurf has always been so loyal to me, even if I have not been entirely faithful myself. He adores me for reasons I cannot even begin to comprehend…he puzzles me, but I knew it would be a puzzle I would never be able to so