Gale

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All my life I was told what to do. Now, years later, I'm finally in charge. Except not really. I just relay orders, and I'm the one that's gotta deal with it when it blows up. All I've ever wanted was to be in control of some facet of my life.

But I guess I may never be.


"This is the last straw!" I roar, pawing over the table. I can't cut this many guys, there'll be another rebellion. I sometimes almost miss wartime. Suddenly a voice behind me sends a ghostly shiver down my spine. Gentle, strong, but most of all, familiar...



A/N: Sorry this is so short but I'm barely ever even remembering to write these days.

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