124 - As if sent on an errand

I stood, looking out at the view of Presentation square that my own balcony afforded. I pounded on the balcony rail with my fist. I have to do something. Every way that I turned I was forced to be careful so hard that I could do nothing. "Barbarians drawn into clever trap!", screamed a front-page headline in the crumpled Pages I held clenched in my fist. I couldn't get any