A Stand Worth Taking
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"Hopkins, your courage and willingness to fight is admirable, but in the current moment, it borders on idiocy."
"Captain Rhodes," Hopkins began. "I speak to you not with impertinence or lack of respect. No, I speak to you with a heart of passion, an undying love for my kingdom, a people for which I would give my life without a moment's hesitation."
Hopkins turned to face his fellow soldiers. "If we surrender here, who's to say we won't be dooming ourselves further down the road of conflict? Who's to say that this isn't the battle that could turn the tide of war?"
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Captain Rhodes and his passionate, but also inexperienced, band of men have been stationed at a vital fort posted at the Southern border, safe from the conflict that rages up North. Or so they thought. When a scout returns from his rounds bearing grave news, the defense of the fort is left to Rhodes and his men. Loyalties are questioned, supplies run low, and reinforcements are still days away, that is, if reinforcements are even coming.
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