Daisy in the Fringe

Dear Diary,

I’ve seen my first war now, and  I only hope it’s my last.  Although it was an awfully small war and only lasted about a day, it sure was ugly.  I don’t want to think what a great big war spreading over planets and years would be like.

Turns out after all we’d been through, we had to go back in the palace after all.  So we got Lady Miyo and the other wounded to the Iron Falcon, got our guns, and went back in.

I took one of them beam rifles that the gray soldiers had.  It shoots a treat, much better and more quiet than my old machine gun.  All you got to do is point it and pull the little trigger, hardly more than a switch.  That’s all it takes to make a living man dead.

Oh diary, it don’t seem right, how easy it is to kill a man.  All you got to do is point the rifle and pull the trigger and you put an end to all the man ever was or ever will be.  All the years of training, all the work his momma put into feeding and cleaning and raising him, all that he loved and hated and dreamed.  All gone with just a little pull of the trigger.

Last night I killed three men by pulling a trigger, guards who just happened to be in our way as we went to free Lord Toda’s men.  They tried to stop us, them and a few others, even shot at us and hit Hank and Prometheus, so we killed them and they didn’t shoot no more.

And that’s not even counting Prince Nobunga and his wife.  I reckon I feel kinda sorry for them.  I mean, Prince Nobunga didn’t ask to have a demon possess him, and I surely doubt his wife asked to have that horrible slug thing inside her head.  They might have been nice people without evil things chewing away at them, the sort you’d enjoy sitting out in the evening and swapping a story with.

But at least I worked up a sweat killing the royals, swinging my sword like that.  It only seems right that killing a person should take some effort.  Cause just pulling a trigger, that hardly seems enough to end a life.

And oh, we freed Toda’s men.  They rescued Nariaki and ended the war, though it took more killing.  But it wasn’t us doing the killing that time, and I sure am happy for that.

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