Eyes of a Tragedy

General Duke's tank rolled - no, thundered - across Augustgrad's street, full of pomp and arrogance. Much like the good general himself - especially at the times that Kerrigan had loathed him most. Now, though, she could almost picture a tremor of fear passing through all the nuts and bolts; not that the man would ever acknowledge it.

( A Story of Vengeance In Many Parts, the Second )

[[ two of two. Some dialogue taken from 'True Colors'. OOC-okay, woo ]]