by Joel M. Traylor “There won’t be any training.” Nobody moves, and we just stare at the commander. He’s young, promoted too quickly, clearly out…
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by Joel M. Traylor “There won’t be any training.” Nobody moves, and we just stare at the commander. He’s young, promoted too quickly, clearly out…
by Joel M. Traylor Sir Valerus brushed his blond hair aside as he squinted down into the pit. A nasty collection of sharpened spikes stared…
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