Fiction: His Army (132 words)

18 Apr

He changed when our brother died.  That was—oh, goodness two years ago now. And it was just like something inside him snapped.  He’s a good man, but harsh.  He’ll end up on the right side of the war, I’m sure of that, but he’s not above using some of the wrong tactics.  After all, this war took his brother—our brother—the best soul we could have ever known.  Neither side really seems worthy of his respect anymore.  And while I don’t really get that, I kind of get that.

And if you can’t deal with that, then I’d strongly suggest you get out of his army.  Because one doe eye innocent isn’t going to change his plans, tactics, or mind.  It was one of them that made him this way in the first place.

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