It has been five years since the Losers Club fought their greatest fears and emerged victorious. All have gone on to better lives, better things, and tried to forget the nightmare that dwells beneath the streets of Derry. But Beverly can't forget. She can't move on. And so, perched on the edge of womanhood, she returns to the little town she left...and the monster who never left her mind.

*Written as a gift to Wateeb. - 'My first homosexual story, my first delving into the world of IronStrange, my first attempt at writing a piece just for a good friend who deserves everything wonderful in the world. I hope this makes you happy!' It has been a year since the death of Tony Stark. Doctor Stephen Strange cannot eat, he cannot sleep, he can't stop blaming himself for the necessary horror of what transpired on that battlefield. But through the darkness of loss...there is hope. (Cover art by Thistle Arts, of Etsy)

As the relationship between Stephen Strange and his wife Clea breaks down, he finds solace in the most unlikely of places. The head servant of the Sanctum, who has knelt at his feet since she was a child, is no longer a child. She has kept his secrets, accepted his flaws, tended his wounds, calmed his wife, drawn his baths, made his bed...but he has never truly seen her. Until now.