Editing The Evening Sings in a Voice of Amber
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''The morning road leads to Stalingrad and the air is softly humming'' …<br><br> | ''The morning road leads to Stalingrad and the air is softly humming'' …<br><br> | ||
− | Omar had warned us on Persephone something big was about to happen. It didn't take a genius to realize he meant war was coming. Ships were massing, troops were moving into position, resources were being seized and reallocated—as had been since last summer. The handwriting was already on the wall. It only remained to | + | Omar had warned us on Persephone something big was about to happen. It didn't take a genius to realize he meant war was coming. Ships were massing, troops were moving into position, resources were being seized and reallocated—as had been since last summer. The handwriting was already on the wall. It only remained to be seen who would be holding the pen.<br><br> |
War was coming. In fact, it might already be here. No matter what or when, I had to be ready to face it. And I would face it with defiance, not fear, with plans for a future despite the risk of losing the chance to make it happen. So I held Joshua close and listened to the morning and made my plans for my future. And when he woke I let him know how much I wanted him in it. My gauntlet was thrown, my challenge to Fate declared. To do anything less was surrender … and surrender was never in my nature.<br><br> | War was coming. In fact, it might already be here. No matter what or when, I had to be ready to face it. And I would face it with defiance, not fear, with plans for a future despite the risk of losing the chance to make it happen. So I held Joshua close and listened to the morning and made my plans for my future. And when he woke I let him know how much I wanted him in it. My gauntlet was thrown, my challenge to Fate declared. To do anything less was surrender … and surrender was never in my nature.<br><br> | ||
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=='''''MUSIC FROM THE VERSE'''''== | =='''''MUSIC FROM THE VERSE'''''== | ||
For those who might be interested, the song Rina remembers is Al Stewart's "Roads to Moscow". I'd like to think that by the 26th century, it had passed into classical repertoire and that Nikolai would have sung it. Listen to it, [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N_ZG6tRGMYk here] | For those who might be interested, the song Rina remembers is Al Stewart's "Roads to Moscow". I'd like to think that by the 26th century, it had passed into classical repertoire and that Nikolai would have sung it. Listen to it, [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N_ZG6tRGMYk here] | ||
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