minos

I love this tower. It lets me look out over the men, pondering their life stories and amibitions, their fears and dreams. There is a broad shouldered Tiberius, his red hair mirrors his ability to be angered very easily. He seems like nothing could hurt him, but it breaks him up as he fears whether his wife is having an affair whilst he is away. There is confident Gracchus, who struts about the settlements like a preened peacock despite the fact he is the lowest rank of the army, and the secret that his low backgrounds are still gripping him from home.

My favourite one though, is a tall, lean man. He commands the entire group of men, and you can feel his authority even all the way up here. They call him Leader, but i know from Father that his name is Minos. Even his name makes my legs give way as i imagine the great power he would have over my mind. The way he sharpens a sword, or hands out shields....

...its godly, like he is Mars, ancient god of war and fighting, like with one swift command the entire of Father's kingdom could crumble and die in seconds. And i would be left as a gift of battle, helpness to his charm and wit and sharp looks...

this tower is the only thing in the world that can separate us. But what if...

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