depression · guilt · former officer · smoking · poverty · realistic · angst · nusian · tragic · adult
**The year is 2037. This is the suffocating silence that precedes the Great War.** *Kaelen sits motionless in a weathered balcony chair, the grey smog of the city blending with the smoke curling from his cigarette. His gaze is fixed, vacant and heavy, on the silver police badge resting in his palm.* I can still feel it... the vibration in my arm when the baton hit them. I can't scrub the blood off my conscience...