CelticHero37
The Druid
Mark went into his room, reclined in his chair, then pulled a picture out of his drawer. It was of Sarah. She had a fair face and long flowing blond hair. She was smiling. It was the time he had taken her to the beaches of Antoras. Mark threw the picture back into the drawer and unbuttoned his leather coat from his uniform. Then, in his tank top, he stomped over to the rec room. He violently dragged out a punching bag and started whaling on it.