Peter
Peters day’s had most recently been filled with near never ending training. Even on his days off now it seemed, though this was a more personal choice than his usual sessions. The name Rory has been thrown around. If there was one thing Peter was good at, one thing he had learned, it was how to listen, to soft out the unimportant from the important. This seemed like the important, and he was smart enough to put a face, and more, to the name.
The more had included the location of a farmhouse, one that Peter found himself at early in the morning. Perhaps too early. But he wanted the chance to size up the man who might be a captain himself. He raised a fist, and knocked on the door, standing at attention and waiting for an answer.
The more had included the location of a farmhouse, one that Peter found himself at early in the morning. Perhaps too early. But he wanted the chance to size up the man who might be a captain himself. He raised a fist, and knocked on the door, standing at attention and waiting for an answer.
I don't wanna live that way
I do not wanna live in pain
I do not wanna live in pain
