Spitebane chafed at the rear. He was far more used to charging in to the thick of battle and letting his men take care of everything else.
There’s a whole bunch of monkeys on my back, metaphorically speaking. Lots of them are things that I can do fuck all about.
Those who do not learn from the lessons of history are doomed to repeat them.
You put your lips on mine, Kosh thought. You gave me your breath, only to take it away again.
I have Corona, so my brain is not exactly up to snuff.
To be sure everyone is pointed roughly in an amenable direction, every right comes with a corollary responsibility.
“FOR WHITEKEEP AND GLORY,” he yelled, charging into the deep of it. “FOR BLOOD AND SNOW!”
“For fuck’s sake,” grumbled one of the adventurers in his wake.
It is about, in the end, the freedom to exist versus a fascist dystopia in the making. Which side are you on?
If you don’t like discussions about LGBTIPAQ+ rights, rants about stupid laws, and the current state of rights and responsibilities, this entry is not for you.
If anyone found out about him being down to his loincloth in the presence of a Lady, it would be utterly scandalous.