War created bizarre allies, while peace itself could be divisive.
.. Trapped in limbo, believing in a lack of belief, but not necessarily lacking the belief to believe.
The man nodded and brought a bottle from the glass-fronted fridge.
It was the laughter of birthdays, of money found in an old pocket.
You wouldn't think you could kill an ocean, would you? But we'll do it one day. That's how negligent we are.
This man had something to hide, some shame in his past, and those with a past can always be bought.