He smiled slightly, but didn't return the sentiment. "A cannon destroys. It doesn't matter at what it's pointed. There is no coming back from the damage. You may rebuild, but it's never the same. The cracks are still there. The memories of those lost in the wreckage. You may point it at your demons, but it's the thousands of people in between that feel the pain."
His mind wandered, his face frowning at what it remembered. "Lady Evangeline... I pray you don't become consumed by cannon fire. That you remember there are people who care about you and don't want to see you descend into madness."
His mind wandered, his face frowning at what it remembered. "Lady Evangeline... I pray you don't become consumed by cannon fire. That you remember there are people who care about you and don't want to see you descend into madness."
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