a drabble a day keeps the writer's block away
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As a soldier for the Maltilian government, I swore to them my life. I'd think that's fair... After all, they created me.

This was an important assignment – I'd never live it down if I didn't accept it. I knew Xauc wouldn't want me to leave; that was the point. They wanted to see how he would fare on his own, so my assignment was...

To leave. Better yet, forget I even met him. They said that bonds made me weak... Which I disagreed with, but I was ignorant and thought they always knew what was best for me.

Silently, I sat still. It would take me a while to get used to the place – everything always looked the same. A dark, black void... . What I wouldn't give to be able to see, I thought.

I was starting to have my doubts about leaving, but I had already accepted the assignment, and I was going to see it through to the end, just as I had before I met him.