brittninja
He was a leader. Not a fearless one, but nonetheless a leader. He followed the law to the letter. Yet at he sat at his desk, pen poised to write out a proposal, sadness crept on features.
It stands there like a beacon in the night. Its encompassing size, lit up like stars in the sky.
It has always been troubling. Worrisome to most. Inescapable fear, anxiety, and maybe even a little resentment.