The sound of voices is becoming clearer. Children laughing, adults barking orders. It's just as I remembered. I've been traveling for weeks. The sand becomes heavier the closer I get... the closer to failure.
I crossed over back into the camp and was immediately greeted by the calls of a familiar voice. I turned my head to face my Lieutenant. She's a mid aged blonde woman that keeps her hair in a ponytail and is always wearing military ACUs. She began to walk directly towards me. A pace with force behind it.
She slowly came closer and with each step I became more and more certain of a lecture about my sudden leave as her pressure within her stern look hadn't cracked. However, when she reached me she only embraced me in her arms. I stood frozen in her grasp. Dismissing a lack of intention to clench back, I tried..... but I couldn't move.
She never said a word to me. Only releasing me and then dismissing herself. I made my way to my room and sat at my desk. I stared at the pictures sitting on it. They're all from people I've saved. Lives I changed.... so why is just one... one chaining me to the depths of my conscious?
I swung my hand and knocked everything off my desk. ITS NOT FAIR! Without words.... without words she ceased my pain.... without words she distracted my sorrow.... without words she made me move on. Only briefly, but without words I was free again... And I've tried so hard to do that. Without words I hide suffering... without words I push forward... without words I tried to fix it... and without words, I became one...
Failure.
I came back empty. I came back without a single trace of how to avenge Jenny... or how to relinquish myself from this captivity I'm inprisoned in.
Why do I fail with so much effort but she... with just a hug... for only a moment.... completed exactly what I couldn't.
I looked around my room. Is this where I'm destined to be? To call this sand-sea a home and the deaths Justice? Should I just wave off my failures as part of the job? I am the job....
It's always been me.
Suddenly there was a knock on my door. I jumped around to face one of the Privates. She was barely peaking into the room.
"Excuse me, Sir, someone has been attempting to make contact with you."
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Blessings of Anathema
AventurăA small group of Children has become test subjects to an experiment with unnatural results. After escaping from the facility that held these experiments, the boys grew a strong bond before ultimately agreeing separation is the key to their survival...
