pilot

(Sharing the novella I’m currently writing)
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After rejoining them he felt like what was coming had nothing to do with the future. “What’s even explainable here? I’ve rewritten all the rules.” Either way, he kept walking. When others sat down to eat, he just stared at them, hoping they were having a good time. But he wasn’t sure. He was never sure of anything. “But I have a mission.” Did he? And what if he failed? One of them approached him and asked why he wasn’t eating with them. “I will. Just give me a moment.” He looked at the sun, acknowledged the source with a couple of silent words and had some bread and cheese. One of them looked especially happy with his presence. “Thank you for being joyful,” he thought to himself but didn’t say anything. “A man was killed somewhere,” he said aloud instead. Others wanted to react to this, but weren’t so sure how. They didn’t understand where he was leading them, nor did they care as long as they were getting paid. After all this time together they came to trust the ways he took: his eyes told them more than enough.

2026-06-26 07:34:16 UTC

We want freed…