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And soon I will race again.

I knew the shape of his lips and the sound of his voice, the rasp of his breath and the smell of his skin. I’d studied his features in detail many times, but kissing was another matter entirely, and we came together the way we’d come together before, frenzied and frantic.

“I’m glad you didn’t wait. I’m not ever going back. I reckon neither of us will.”

My musket was gone, my bayonet too, so I reached for the hatchet on my belt. With both hands I sent it flying, end over end, toward the wielder of the sword. I didn’t think at all, I just heaved and watched it strike.

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I did not fear death, oddly enough. I almost expected it. But I did not want to kill. And for the first time, it occurred to me that killing was what I’d signed up to do.

It wasn’t pamphlets and speeches and practice drills on town greens. It wasn’t even a skirmish in the woods. It was cannons. Warships. Thousands wounded. Hundreds killed. It was war.

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🔸⚜️🔸. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC & Loyda . . . 🔸⚜️🔸

No idea what it’s about but hope it’s good!
I’ll be the the one on the left looking like I’m about to murder someone lol!