Glass-and-Sand

Futile musings of an old ghost

Tag: dailyprompt-1815

  • Marcus 3

    Marcus 3

    It was early morning. I was completing the ritual 5k run around the campus, breathing deep the cold air of these northern parts. I was now close to our quarters, slowing down before approaching the fixed bar, and doing the equally ritual 50 pull-ups. My adjutant, Maria, stood at the door, smiling, in work fatigues,…