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Memoirs of the Forgotten
Offline SevereTrinity
02-10-2011, 04:33 PM, (This post was last modified: 02-12-2011, 02:51 AM by SevereTrinity.)
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I suppose I better explain how this all happened. I can remember it all in perfect detail. I run those few dreadful hours over and over in my head as there is nothing else left for me to do in this world. Withstand the present whilst ruminating the past and hoping the future does not come.

The year was 816 A.S. and I had recently been promoted to Commodore, having just returned from commanding a squadron that defeated an enemy bomber wing targeting one of our dreadnoughts. My reward for that had been the command of a Liberty dreadnought of my own. Life was looking good for a change. To go from an orphanage to the command seat of the Arizona was incomprehensible. Yet, my life in this galaxy was not complete. I did not have someone to share it all with. I had always locked other people out of my life, so I suppose it's no one's fault but my own.

But somehow, someone chose me above everyone else. Tall, handsome, caring. He was everything I could ever dream of, and he had devoted himself to me. Three months later he proposed, and I didn't even need to think of the answer.

We were married in a chapel on Manhattan. Early in the morning. The president himself allowed us use of the Liberty One for the journey to Curacao where we were to spend our honeymoon. Every senior official was at the wedding, political differences and personal rivalries put aside for that one day to celebrate the union of two people.

The voyage to Curacao was quiet as well. This was only the second time the Liberty One has travelled to Curacao; the first time was to sign the eponymous treaty that served to strengthen the already iron bond between Liberty and Bretonia. I spent each moment of that journey dreaming of what my future was going to be like. Give me an enemy fleet composed of strikecraft, supported by missile carrying gunboats and a battleship at the head of it all and I can co-ordinate a battle strategy without breaking a sweat.


But marriage was something I was unfamiliar with and did not know how to prepare for. Oh well, I thought. I'd adapt and learn as I always did.
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Memoirs of the Forgotten - by SevereTrinity - 02-10-2011, 10:36 AM
Memoirs of the Forgotten - by SevereTrinity - 02-10-2011, 04:33 PM
Memoirs of the Forgotten - by SevereTrinity - 02-10-2011, 11:55 PM
Memoirs of the Forgotten - by SevereTrinity - 02-11-2011, 05:27 PM
Memoirs of the Forgotten - by SevereTrinity - 02-11-2011, 05:35 PM
Memoirs of the Forgotten - by SevereTrinity - 02-12-2011, 03:33 AM
Memoirs of the Forgotten - by Durandal - 02-12-2011, 05:01 AM
Memoirs of the Forgotten - by Durandal - 02-15-2011, 10:55 PM

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