A black car trundled by they smiled and saluted Ollie while going on their daily circuit through the city; as they rolled by he looked up and squinted at the sun and smiled to himself, they won’t be smiling hopefully when I’m done with them! Stepping out with renewed confidence Private Ollie started a brisk walk down hesitating he looked around and saw a sign saying: Tanner Straße. What was that again…? I know tanner, Straße, Straße… that’s, ROAD! Tanner Road… hmm I guess the smell wasn’t just the dumpster. Patting himself down to check his arsenal Private found two pistols, six magazines and an ominously big hand grenade looking like it could blow a ten foot hole in a cement wall. Continuing his walk down Tanner rd. Private Ollie found that the usual clamor of daily life, and business was missing from this town. Curious but not overly so Ollie maintained his pace for a few more blocks until he was well away from the torture home. “Now remember… Wake up Ollie! Now remember a Chamberlain is a member of a royal household that manages everything. Way back in the fourteen hundreds Chamberlains would make sure their lords and ladies had a smooth running house…” Fond memories in harsh times of what this landscape might’ve been like oh so long ago.
Don't worry this part might've been short but there will be more in this chapter!
Eccentric
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