"Is that it?"
The aged man standing next to her looked over. "The convoy comes in in three days. Our spy on the radio broadcasts intercepted the message this morning." He slid his hands behind his back and turned his gaze back out across the dewy meadow stretched before them, glistening pale silver in the moonlight. A dead, brown line had been cut through the middle by scores of heavy truck wheels, tracing towards the city lights on the other side.
The woman stared down the scar in the meadow grass. "And you want to take it."
"It shouldn't be that complicated. In fact, I'd prefer to stage something bigger, but this is what we've got to work with." Another man was standing further back, his arms crossed over his chest. His face was serious, as usual, but only made more somber by the darkness of the forest. "The steps we're taking towards our goal are far too small."
The woman turned around, glancing up at him with dark eyes. "Too small," she echoed quietly. "You'd like us to charge out, both of you. Our wrists and ankles are tied, there are no bigger steps."
"If we were tied up, then we'd start with freeing ourselves," the man said grimly. "And we should be doing that now."
The older man stepped back to the woman's side insistently. "We can't keep shirking risk. It's the price of our freedom now, you know that."
Her eyes flashed up to his. "And when the Teviran's hand falls? What then?" She looked between the two men, meeting their gazes. "No one will enjoy freedom when it comes as death."
"There's always going to be survivors." The man in the shadows leaned back against one of the trees, with a glint in his eyes that was clearly a challenge. "We just have to make sure it's us."
After a crescendo of unrest, both from inside and out, Misericord fell to the Tevirans from the northern border. In thirty-seven years, a slowly growing, hidden resistance hasn't been able to break the nation free from the iron grip of their tyrannical conquerors, but in secret more and more fighters are calling for stronger measures, while operatives and spies from Teviran are cracking down on anyone suspected of links to the underground. Soon, the resistance must either rise stronger than it's ever dared before, or be pulled down forever.
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