No One Else To Blame
Jul 18th, 2012 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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She stared out the window every day, waiting for her husband to return from sea. Whether she wanted him to return or not was an open question in her heart and mind, but it was her duty to wait so wait she did.
The war had ended years ago. The other husbands had either returned or been confirmed dead. Only hers was still unaccounted for.
She was Queen in his absence. The power was nice and she bowed to no man, but sometimes it would have been nice to have someone to blame for the rotten economy besides the Gods.
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