“ Men of honour will always outstay men of undeserved rank. ”
Even in peace there is war.
~ A.h. Septimius
Those who looked with revulsion at the oppressive might of her arms, were obliged to marvel at the egalitarian nature of her social programmes.
Seconds feel like centuries when I am not in your presence.
He returned her gaze, yearning for sentimental solace; love which emanated from a familiar source, mattered little how bedevilling. They shared an intimate moment, a silent tête-à-tête, which seemed to confront doubts each harboured.
