Editing Lancer: Iphigenia at Midnight CASKET:Scrapbook (section)

==The Backstory==

Nothing ever went wrong. Except the first thing.

How long ago now did that first thing happen…

In memory, an age ago. Like so many other memories.<br>
In truth, it could have been yesterday. Like so many other memories.

That first thing was choosing to volunteer.

Charlemagne was a grand name for a bumpkis colony, but it needed a militia like any other. Just like any other…

And after that very first mistake, nothing ever went wrong again. Everything afterwards was predictable. Every decision played just as imagined. Every deal kept the candle burning one wick longer. Everything sold paid perfectly for everything that was bought. Every plan survived contact with the enemy. Every retreat worked out. Every bit of strength grasped for held the line. Every surgery was a success. Not even taking bullets stopped things going just as they said.

I live/laugh/loved with all of them.<br>
And then I had to climb back into the frame...

And everything always worked out.<br>
They always worked out until I saw everything.<br>
Then I got out, and everything always worked out.