Patrick Posted July 27, 2013 Report Share Posted July 27, 2013 He had stood here, his footprints still showing in the windswept sand. A hero, a real one. He gave his life on this ever moving dune of sand, his bones destined to serve as a landmark for travelers of a future he made possible. A future that he would have no part in. Pera wiped sandblown tears from her eyes. She had never really liked the man who died here less than a bell past, but even she had to admit grudging respect for what he had accomplished in the face of adversity. Her knife still glistened with his blood, a reminder she did not need. As her town had not needed heroes. The man had done what he'd been hired for, nothing more. His death ensured that... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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