I’m a bit nostalgic of those times myself, but society moves ever forward. Tim placed them on my temples. XXX “No, you’re somewhat of a liberal about these things, aren’t you?” I sighed, “Father always said you were more diplomat than a soldier.”
“When you operate in hostile territory and are outnumbered a thousand to one, it behooves one to be diplomatic.”
“You’re guerillas now, Ranger.” I studied him carefully, “Your job is to keep the orcs in tatters until our army is ready to invade. This wasn’t a tactical display of fear, but unfettered terror. “Do you know what this is, Fifty-One?”
I nodded, feeling my heart sinking in my chest. “She has a…” I frowned, “Are you sure it’s not a prosthetic? I could feel the waves breaking gently against the bow, running in widening streams about the keel.
