Sun Mote Copse but who could know if i'm a traitor?

time had a strange way of only looking forward, even those that experienced it were stuck in 'looking back'.

arcturus had replayed in his mind his last week in the spear a thousand times, wondering if one small nuance would change it all.. yet, as wraen had shown him, no matter what you did, it seemed fate would do as fate pleased.

hedging a sigh into the cold spring morning, arcturus patrolled firebird's eastern front.