Corbin's NaNoWriMo

Corbin has agreed to give us a little taste of his NaNoWriMo project, albeit a VERY small taste (he has always been stingy). So enjoy the appertif:

The clear liquid sat in the sealed vial. Peaceful. Innocent. Alyami held it closer to his face . . . he studied it. He wasn’t wearing a hazard suit, but he was careful—he refused to come this far, work this hard, watch so many of his brothers die, and not see the project through to completion.

Certainly, if anything did happen to him, others could step in and continue on with the work from this point. But it was dangerous work, the work of a martyr. Anyone should be proud to die for such a worthy cause.

But he would see it to its fruition. Only then could he be at peace. He smiled and held the vial a bit more tightly . . . but not too tightly.