After the battle, Corbin and Gabriel stand alone.
“All is still. As if the world has stopped breathing,” I said.
“Peace that follows battle is a futile peace. It is time to count dead and to assess which side stands closer to the win,” Gabriel said, looking amongst the fallen. “There are no winners in a battle. Only those who remain unbroken.”
“Unbroken?” I said. “No one in a battle comes out unbroken. Uninjured, yes.”
Read more in Divided, my novel TBA, Fall of 2017. Visit jedipalo.com for updates!