A Day At The Races, Part IX. WOW Fan-Fiction
It was midnight by the time I got back to my tent, and the street party to celebrate the starting preliminaries was conspicuously absent. Given that it was to mourn Sizzle’s death, I thought it in poor taste to consider the silence a blessing.
They never knew how close they all came to oblivion, the thousands sleeping in tents and shacks. And that’s OK. I’m here so they don’t have to know.
I was so tired; I barely made it to my cot before I collapsed. No time to pull off my boots or hang up the twins, only five hours of rest until I had to get up and do it all over again.
All in all, it was just another day at the races.
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