Relentless the tide that brings men ashore. Continue reading “Relentless Tide”
Being a hero was no easy job.
That’s why I never really wanted it in the first place.
Fighting crime? I was okay with that. Getting shot at? Again, not something that really concerned me. Running into dangerous situations? Fiery buildings? Crumbling structures? Yeah, I can do that. I can do all that, no sweat. Easy as pie.
This part of the job?
This was why I was so reluctant. Why I, in part, kind of hated being a hero.
Because heroes do all the dirty work. Continue reading “A Hero’s Mercy”
He strode forward, his horse practically roaring.
And for good reason.
The king was not charging into a battle for the sake of fighting a war.
He was charging into battle for the sake of fighting against it.
Which, if you weren’t aware, you ought to know:
The latter is far more dangerous.
“You don’t understand.
“I don’t say that you’re not beyond saving because I believe in people. Because I think that there’s a well in every person that spouts goodness, and never hits rock bottom. I don’t say that because I believe in the wonders of mankind. Because I think people are inherently good.
“Because I don’t.” Continue reading “Value of a Life Raft”