He entered limping, though I saw no wound.
He had the posture of a soldier, but no armor.76Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1EchgFkVCs
The breath of a runner, but no destination.76Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKBcAV5OCtE
The look of someone who had survived barely and resented it.
He did not sit.
He stood by the wall and whispered:76Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4mKJg7hA7q
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“How much farther could we march76Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX8BOeU6urE
if we weren’t forced to carry our fears on our backs?”
No one else was in the tavern.
He didn’t look at me.76Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiV7NtgVjgZ
But I brewed.
A slow-steep from ironseed, thistleroot, and something rare, gathered long ago from the cloak of a guest who said, “Courage tastes like forgetting what tried to stop you.”
He drank it like it was a punishment.
And then, he cried- not loudly.76Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCq2NW4CMr8
Just one sound. Like a pack falling from the shoulders.
He left without taking the mug.
And I didn’t wash it.
It still smells faintly of rain and rust.
I don’t know his name.76Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHawk4Fzt8Q
But I remember the sound of what he let go.
And that is enough to keep him from the second death.
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