The Skies were Blue [Prologue]The Skies were Blue [Prologue]2 years ago in Drama More Like This
"So you're really sending them there?"
The man looked up from the map sprawled across the table in front of him. It was obvious that the years hadn't been kind to him; the dark circles around his eyes alone paid homage to that. His hair wasn't white by any stretch of the imagination; it was more like an off-grey, as if it had planned to go white at some point but due to war rationing had only been able to achieve this shoddy imitation.
But there was still an edge of dignity about him. You couldn't tell if it was his gaze, or his manner of standing or even just his worn blue uniform, covered in medals. But it was there, like a sort of phantom that haunted the air around him. He looked towards the younger man quizzically, raising an eyebrow, as if he was trying to judge if they were joking or not.
"You sound surprised, Captain", he said, his voice rumbling like the engine of a old and worn tractor, "Is there a problem?"
The Captain looked down, trying to avoid the other man's iron gaze,