[He was still drinking, but a bit slower now, almost enjoying the odd feeling in his gloved fingers as he wrapped them around the glass. It took much more to get him to this point, anymore, and the feeling always passed much quicker than when he was alive.
A lifetime ago, he could remember, he'd drink with the other soldiers. William, he'd loop his arm around his neck and they'd laugh for no other reason than simply being alive.
And now they were both dead.
He took another drink. He had a lot to think about, and too much time to think about it all. Hopefully Bariyan would be by soon. It seemed like something was up. He wasn't the most perceptive, but Bariyan had said he'd talk about it later, and he trusted that.]
For Baributt
A lifetime ago, he could remember, he'd drink with the other soldiers. William, he'd loop his arm around his neck and they'd laugh for no other reason than simply being alive.
And now they were both dead.
He took another drink. He had a lot to think about, and too much time to think about it all. Hopefully Bariyan would be by soon. It seemed like something was up. He wasn't the most perceptive, but Bariyan had said he'd talk about it later, and he trusted that.]