At Somersby-Too Far from Home

[makesthings]

The wind was blowing from the South and Sameth wished he could change it, but the Charter wasn't even there

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[wordofa_sayre]

"Well, you look glum."

Nick's leaning against the doorjamb, hands in his pockets and a frown on his face as he studies Sameth.

[makesthings]

He looks up at Nick and tries not to sigh,

"I really hate Cochrane sometimes, I tried but Ellie's the politician not me."

Its not all of the reasons he looks glum, but its the one that Nick will understand most.

[wordofa_sayre]

"Thought that might be it."

Nick crosses the room, giving Sam a friendly buffet on the shoulder before dropping down to sit on the end of his bed.

"You can't be letting old Cochrane get under your skin, Sam. The man's useless when it comes to anything that doesn't fit his rulebook."

[makesthings]

"The Old Kingdom certainly doesn't and I know where I'm from. Its just feeling far away today, the wind's even from the South."

Sam hasn't written anything on the paper in front of him so just balls it up and tosses it at the wall, it helps a bit.