Remember the littlekids that talked to us in the street, back in Oldu Tez-Boag? They thoughtwe were from Splenn. A small and clearly expensive tapestry softened one wall; aburnished wood bookcase with expensively bound books stood againstanother. I wish Sergeant Dao could have seen hisold platoon. There were three of the Birds.
A submachine gun belched. Then, when an actual regiment finishes training, they'd become part of aspecial branch of the Defense Ministry. Kelmer Faronya tromped a placefor himself in forty inches of it, then released the toe-bindings of his skisand stood one of them upright. Thank you.
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