Legion Of The Damned - 06 - For Those Who Fell - Plot & Excerpts
It would be as reasonable to say that a duel is a matter for pistols and swords. Generals with their armies and admirals with their fleets are mere weapons by the hand of the statesman.—Sir John FortescueLectureStandard year 1911PLANET ALGERON, THE CONFEDERACY OF SENTIENT BEINGSThe planet blocked the sun, so that Algeron was momentarily backlit as the shuttle started its descent, and plunged into the darkness below. The hull shook like a thing possessed as powerful winds battered the vessel, and snow sleeted through the wing lights. Though already strapped into his seat, President Marcott Nankool grabbed on to the chair’s armrests. “My God, General,” the politician exclaimed to the man seated beside him, “is it always like this?”Legion General William “Bill” Booly III had close-cropped salt-and-pepper hair, steady gray eyes, and a long, lean frame. He shook his head and grinned. “No, sometimes it’s worse.”A sudden gust of wind hit the port side, the pilot made the necessary correction, and Nankool battled to keep his lunch down as the ship lost fifty feet worth of altitude.
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