06-05-2014, 12:47 PM
When the door closed Damien released a long held laugh. It was low and soft like the whisper of a churning volcano under the sea. It had taken months of wading through the conceited mass of humanity to be given the opportunity to put his life in the hands of potential madmen. And what for?
Sometimes he barely remembered the answers. His initial will had been refined and tempered but still after eight years he was dissatisfied. He would suffer no less than perfection in this.
Unbeknownst to her, Spectra had sharpened the blade of resolve. He had no inkling of her intentions but trust her, he most definitely did not. Useful though? Assuredly; and he was not unmoved by her anger at the world.
It was a fine line to walk with knives poised on either side. Damien would have it no other way.
Sometimes he barely remembered the answers. His initial will had been refined and tempered but still after eight years he was dissatisfied. He would suffer no less than perfection in this.
Unbeknownst to her, Spectra had sharpened the blade of resolve. He had no inkling of her intentions but trust her, he most definitely did not. Useful though? Assuredly; and he was not unmoved by her anger at the world.
It was a fine line to walk with knives poised on either side. Damien would have it no other way.