Resignation - Wullf Yularen (RotE)
Heavy footsteps caused the aging man to look at the door, his hands casually going under his desk, one on a button the other on a weapon. When the door opened he relaxed, his hands on the desk.
“No more.” The voice was rough, the face gaunt and his hands were clenched as the young man entered, eyes haunted by some horrible realization.
“You’re leaving then.”
“I’m sorry Ira, what needs to be done can’t be.”
A nod and then Ira stood up, crossed the room and embraced the man. A sniffle then he felt it returned.
“Be safe Wullf.”
“No more.” The voice was rough, the face gaunt and his hands were clenched as the young man entered, eyes haunted by some horrible realization.
“You’re leaving then.”
“I’m sorry Ira, what needs to be done can’t be.”
A nod and then Ira stood up, crossed the room and embraced the man. A sniffle then he felt it returned.
“Be safe Wullf.”