(Isaac decides not to help.)
(Isaac's POV)
Someone screams, yet I kept walking. It's loud and pleading. Yet, I kept going. Left. Right. Left. Right. One foot in front of the other. Someone else will help. Everything always works out in the end. However, I have somewhere to be. I can't get involved in other's affairs. Especially when I have a destination. There are people to see, things to get accomplished.
No time to spare. No time to help the tortured, nor the endangered. Screams became whispers, merely mimicking wind around my ankles. A breeze that never faded.
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The Orville Shorts
FanfictionA collection of short stories from the crew of the Orville. Mainly non-canon stories, but with canon characters. This story is finally completed! (C) Author Arnold 2017-2019. Stories featured are: *Exhale *Missing Way *Fallen *Unknown *Soul's Sh...
