Polishing

12 noon

August 14, 1996

Army foundation college

Harrogate, North Yorkshire.

Standing at attention, the young recruits listened with rapt attention to the training orders reeled out to them. His voice was loud, clear and his words precise, but they all knew i.e. both him and the recruits that many would fail at the task. The problem wasn’t so much in the difficulty of the task rather in their inability to retain every detail of the instruction under such intense conditions. 

He had no such issues, every instruction was filed away in a folder, sequentially saved and earmarked for execution at the given time. He wanted to impress his superiors, to inspire his colleagues perhaps cause some of them to envy him too. This was his time to lay an unshakable foundation.

As the training washed off the sandy layers of his colleagues purifying them for servitude to God and queen, it polished the brilliance of his revenge.

Not today, not tomorrow but soon in the distant future, he would turn their guns against them.

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