Another night... reading his messy, adolescent scrawl on the well worn pages of the journal. Another night of memories that he believed forgotten forever.
Sometimes, the members from his old squad seemed to come alive in the pages, so vividly did he write of them. It made it hard to read at times…
Not for any sentimental reason. He didn't miss them.
It was their blind obedience that made his gorge rise. Unswerving, unquestioning loyalty.
Blind loyalty. Blind people.
So blind, they couldn't see what they paid for their security… That which is dearer than life itself.
"Bloody fools…"
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Author's Note: Total word count: 99