After living a hundred and forty two years in the body of a seventeen year old with a two hundred and eighty four year old in the body of a seventeen year old, Pen longed for more.
In the early morning hours, a new life was being brought to the planet. In the town of Zeinta, Scado and Lethero were being born by their mother, Nicarga.
Not exactly one sentence, but that's basically how my prologue begins.
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Fly, Fight, Win . . . in Air, Space, and Cyberspace. -Air Force Mission Statement-
Integrity First Service Before Self Excellence In All We Do ~Air Force Core Values~
*Don't expect to see me around much in the next couple of weeks. School has started again, and it'll be a couple of weeks before I've settled in. If you've asked me for a critique, you will get it, but not for a little while. Sorry*
In all its fantastically wonderful three-word speechy glory!
...Speechy? O.o
"2-4-6-8! I like to delegate!" -Meshugenah "Teague: Stomping on your dreams since 1992." -Sachiko "So I'm looking at FLT and am reminded of a sandwich." -Jabber
