A/N: I was bored. I have no excuse. It started as RoyEd ish and became a take on the group's loyalty to their Colonel.
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Shadow and Flame
Where there is shadow, there is light. Where there is light, there is shadow.
There is a flame, flickering, bright, harsh, and high. It casts a shadow longer than itself, spread in every direction.
There is one man at the center of the flame – tall, and proud. It is his flame – it is his shadow.
Shadow hides many things – sin for one, murder for another.
Flame heightens many things – pride for one, love for another.
It draws to it moths – countless, yet few. They come, and some go. Some mill around the base. Some hide at the edges of light and shadow. Only a few dare to dance at the top, closer, dangerous.
When the flame goes out, they'll be the ones who are lost. Some will slip back into shadow, others cling to the embers. But they will have lost their lead and their guide. For them there is no shadow. There is no Flame.