Here's a taste of the story:
At least, he dreamed he could not sleep. He would stir, and wait for Pippa's touch on his back, and the little reassured sound she made when she felt him breath. At length he went wandering through the castle...He passed tapestries woven of bone and iron, and wonderful things he would have liked to sell in his shop: hourglasses that told when sunset would occur and great narwhal horns, and a clockwork woman who told fortunes when you put a coin in her nose. He gave her a coin, and the card he received said, "She will wait for you forever." He smiled at this assurance and wondered what Pippa was doing, right then. Surely she was sleeping, dreaming of him dreaming of her.
Thanks, btw, to all the people who helped make Norwescon wholly enjoyable. It's always fun to meet new people, and there was a slew of them, along with a number of old friends. To the folks in the Web 2.0 workshop, you can find the handout on Online Publicity I mentioned here. I'm still putting together the reading list from the alternatives to heroic fantasy panel. Any day now, yes.
And last but not least, you can find my flash piece, "In Order to Conserve," up at Drabblecast right now, as part of a trio of three short stories. It appears in the upcoming collection, Eyes Like Sky and Coal and Moonlight.