Challenging · Inland Empire ≥ 6
You see a flash of teeth -- a young woman smiling at you, near some railway overpass in your ruined past. She is gorgeous. And she is yours.
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You see a flash of teeth -- a young woman smiling at you, near some railway overpass in your ruined past. She is gorgeous. And she is yours.
His glasses turn golden as the fire reflects off the lenses. You feel this man is your brother.
His glasses turn golden as the fire reflects off the lenses. Once again, you are filled with the certainty: this man is your brother.
This is a man with a lot of past, but little present. And almost no future.
All of this, accompanied by a musical composition telling of the heroism of old, when men were bigger in both body and heart. You feel strange kinship to this old soldier. You and him are the same now.
Flashes of bloody and terrible scenes of war. Men dying, horses shrieking, blood sinking into sand and snow and asphalt and fertile black earth...
Feels as though you should do more honourable things. As if there's some kind of a... secret reward. If you just commit enough honourable acts.
Yes. This troubadour has it. You can feel it.
You glance again at the roofing material in front of the shack -- yes, you should go back there.
There it is! That strange feeling again! As if... there was more than meets the eye about that pile of roofing material.
Yes. People have called you that before. You didn't care.
Precisely, Satellite-Officer Vicquemare. It's Martinaise.
It's meaningful, I swear! You just wait... I've got the case nearly busted wide open.