WISE MEN WONDER WHILE STRONG MEN DIE
"Then you have said it, and I have listened. I will act on your suggestions, as we discussed. Good day, Captain." Neron held her gaze and watched as she left the room, the ice slowly beginning to crawl back and away from the walls. Had he breath, it would have clouded the air before them with the drop in temperature, but Neron hardly needed to worry about such things any more.
That did not mean there weren't things to worry about, however, as proven evidently by the actions and attitudes of his captain. Drumming his fingers upon the desk, he glowered at the work still to do beside him, before promptly delving back into it. No rest for the wicked, and Neron certainly was that.
~FIN
That did not mean there weren't things to worry about, however, as proven evidently by the actions and attitudes of his captain. Drumming his fingers upon the desk, he glowered at the work still to do beside him, before promptly delving back into it. No rest for the wicked, and Neron certainly was that.
~FIN
