Day 15, 4 pm
What the heck happened? I was sitting at my desk, filling out a few more papers when it seemed that almost for a moment that the stack was becoming thinner.
I thought, perhaps an hour or two had passed.
Low and behold it is 4 in the afternoon.
I set aside my fountain pen and lean back in my chair. My gaze wanders over towards the late afternoon sun shining through the open window. A light breeze rustles the sheets of paper upon my desk.
I can feel my brow furrowing as concern for Conrad, Anissina, and the others begins to fill the recesses of my mind. When will they return?
I cast another annoyed look at the paperwork that a secretary just deposited on the blank area I had made on my desktop. The progress I had made was just vanquished from sight right before my very eyes.
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I thought, perhaps an hour or two had passed.
Low and behold it is 4 in the afternoon.
I set aside my fountain pen and lean back in my chair. My gaze wanders over towards the late afternoon sun shining through the open window. A light breeze rustles the sheets of paper upon my desk.
I can feel my brow furrowing as concern for Conrad, Anissina, and the others begins to fill the recesses of my mind. When will they return?
I cast another annoyed look at the paperwork that a secretary just deposited on the blank area I had made on my desktop. The progress I had made was just vanquished from sight right before my very eyes.
Tag opened to whoever wants to play