Veil

[Kazinsal]

Planet Toledo, Omicron Minor System
May 30, 818 A.S.

Kazinsal stumbled into his quarters and fell to his knees. His mind was overcome with thoughts of the Slomon K'Hara, how they were tortured and destroyed slowly by the Order. He fell forward, his face smashing into the hardwood floor of the room. The room spun slightly.

"Pain..."

Zoe walked out of the bedroom and stared at Kaz's crumpled state.

"Suffering..."

She ran over to his side and dropped to her knees.

"Hatred..."

She picked up his hand and grasped it tightly.

"Death..."

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Retired, permanently.