He stood still for a minute, examining a wall that contained words that embodied the supposed purpose of the United Nations. He turned to the nearest camera and quoted, “They shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruning hooks. Nation shall not lift up sword against nation. Neither shall they learn war any more.” He made a shooing motion to the flags and one by one they fell off the poles. “Today this is fulfilled before your very eyes.” He paused for a moment and glanced at the wall before he turned his attention back to those who watched him. “I have returned.”
Novella #4
Coming January 2011
Title and cover to be determined…
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The Leader