The Sarge Posted 5 hours ago Posted 5 hours ago (edited) Jean de la Fac paused on the cobbled path to his door, turning to take in his estates. Overgrown, to be sure. The war had taken so much - time, to be sure; but also the lives of some of those who had followed him, like his groundskeeper Guillaume; the surplus of goats that had once grazed his gardens; the surety of his faith. Warm light lapped at him from the lantern hanging by the door. Cool air drifted up off the Pantac, slipping through his maile. Yes, the war had taken so much. But much was left as well. Now it was time to rebuild what was lost. Now it was time to weave a new tale. Edited 4 hours ago by The Sarge Quote
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