Defiance
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As the last of his ammunition ran out, Ardo look up. The transports, heavy with their precious human cargo, were arching into the sunset of his most glorious day. A hundred—maybe a thousand—cascades of thunderous exhaust climbed skyward. They would never know who had fought so hard for their lives. They would never hear his name nor sing songs to praise him. He alone would know of his triumph
As the darkness closed over him, Ardo smiled at his last thought.
The contrails of the escaping ships . . . were all golden.
As the darkness closed over him, Ardo smiled at his last thought.
The contrails of the escaping ships . . . were all golden.
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I rather enjoy a life of taking it easy. I haven't reached that life yet though.
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Come to think of it, I might make 
for lunch today. A change of pace With chili, cheese, onions, relish n mustard -
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We built the cars first. Ask Mr Ford 