On the day of judgment all are inscribed
No electricity and limited internet, so a microfic for ar_drabbles challenge 78, more books.
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There's something solid about Commander Adama.
He writes in leather bound books, his name on the cover in gold.
She keeps her days in crude notebooks, stapled together from scrap paper and recycled cardboard, a symbol of her unplanned, unsought presidency.
Cain takes his logs and all of Laura's hope.
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There's something solid about Commander Adama.
He writes in leather bound books, his name on the cover in gold.
She keeps her days in crude notebooks, stapled together from scrap paper and recycled cardboard, a symbol of her unplanned, unsought presidency.
Cain takes his logs and all of Laura's hope.