A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 277, Thursday
October 4th, 2018
Chapter Four: Cavalry
As a rebel, and a soldier he had mastered fear. He set it aside and treated it like a curiosity. Fear was nothing more than an itch in the mind, it was a tickle that could easily be ignored.
While a prisoner under torture, it vanished from him altogether. Even pain became an experience that measured as near to nothing. Only life mattered, the preservation of it, the risking of it, or the elimination of it, whatever was called for in the moment.
He answered the call of duty dispassionately.
As a medic he never shrank from danger. He ran to the aid of the fallen, crawling to them if he had to. He did whatever he could while his limbs could propel him.
He was a paragon of virtue.
His audience loved him, the worshiped his willingness to self-sacrifice.
The command rewarded him time and time again, and they continued to decorate him, engagement after engagement.
It propelled him to glory, but it also awakened him to the suffering of others.
He did not shrink from opportunities to be merciful to the enemy.
This set a poor example in the minds of his superiors.
They promoted him to the rank of an officer, and he became a member of the cavalry.
He returned once again to training, learning the complex controls of the war machines, he became a pilot.
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