“ Seconds feel like centuries when I am not in your presence. ”
Men of honour will always outstay men of undeserved rank.
~ A.h. Septimius
Even in peace there is war.
Those who looked with revulsion at the oppressive might of her arms, were obliged to marvel at the egalitarian nature of her social programmes.
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.
