Firefly Glen [PHE]Soldiers were once and still men

There was a quiet watchful aura to Reyson there always had been. He had never been a child or even a young man. Merely a soldier, conditioned and honed and he had been a perfect one. If nothing else he was a damn good soldier.

Reyson motioned with his head. We always called this the quiet before the storm. When everything was peaceful amd beautiful. You could breathe in silence and blow it back out. And it didn't disturb it.

A soft smile. Good thing about this silence here, there's nothing waiting to rip out your throat when the silence breaks.

I was a soldier for damn near my entire life and a commander for more than half. That's something that digs into your chest and settles there.: