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11-27-2012, 11:14 AM
Why indeed was a general a necessity? He often pondered such inner thinking on his own, often thinking that it was a solo process in most points of sense. It was for the reason of war that he now wore a coat of armor. To better protect those that meant something, and even those that did not. Features continued to be pleasant, "The world is a backwards place, I fear," a nod seemed appropriate. A knowing look acknowledged her words, he didn’t need to speak for the blunt feelings of his own option to be made loud and clear. "I hope for a day when such talents as yours and mine are simply stories we tell to keep our children in line." “If only it was that easy,” he voiced at a whisper. If souls like them could birth a generation of kindness and modest ways, “I’m only a simple warrior, but—…” he turned to meet her gaze with plain expression, “I can’t think of a place I would rather defend from the horrors of this world, and if my life could mean something for this family; then it was well spent.” Meaning for existence was the emotion that drove everything else forward. |
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