His memories refused to be still these days.
Between reading the journal and having nothing to do but think, he could almost hear the whispers of old memories vying for his attention. All the thoughts that had long been sealed away inside himself began to surface.
The daily entreaties by the squadron to talk of his reasons didn't really help things.
His mind was becoming crowded. Like he was getting too full of the past.
Dark Ace frowned.
Would the pressure ease… if he took Piper's advice?
He stared at the doorway, waiting for dawn.
Waiting for the sky knight.
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Author's Note: Total word count: 100
(For those keeping up with The Wager… no update tonight. Hectic day.)