2006-04-29 1927 Writing: New story at The Grey Scribe: Chell's Hundreds

Chell’s Hundreds

I stood to attention before the rough wooden table, my weary eyes focused on the seam at the back of the tent. The commander looked through my papers then passed them back, his soft pampered hands avoiding contact with my own sword-calloused fingers.

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