Really should lose my internet more often...
TITLE: Promises Made to a Lady II. False Freedoms
CHARs/SUMMARY: see http://kerkevik-2014.livejournal.com/40930.html
II. False Freedoms (June 1940)
He watched shoreward as it disappeared over the horizon.
The tiny boat Gustav had been rescued from, sunk by his own people's gunfire.
Its eyes never left him either.
Of that he was certain.
Eyes closed, he could still see it. Too still, and far too heavily bandaged to be anything Human.
Its escape had been prevented; that was some small comfort.
He could still keep his vow.
Gustav thanked his parentage; practicing his rusty Quebecois in his head as he drank the awful englander tea.
Only when it had disappeared entirely did he turn his gaze away from Dunkerque.
May the Goddess watch over us all,