The White Renegade (Viral Airwaves) - Plot & Excerpts
The rumor must have spread that General Vermen had sent for him, and Seraphin was nowhere to be found. He was glad most soldiers were still either asleep or in a drunken stupor. Those left whispered to one another without care for being noticed. Seraphin had no trouble imagining the suppositions. He was the squad’s only Regarian and he had vanished for a night. Seraphin held his chin up, striding with forced pride as he approached the large command tent. The sun had just peeked over the horizon. It reflected against the small row of army bikes, throwing blinding light into Seraphin’s sensitive eyes. When he reached the tent, Seraphin lifted his glasses to wipe the tears out of his eyes, then took a deep breath. He might have to be quick about his business, depending on the general’s mood. The Regarian touched his skeptar, then pushed the tent flap aside with renewed determination. The general sat behind his desk, relaxed. A large map of Regaria was spread on the desk’s surface, but dozens of papers masked most of it.
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