Chapter 2
When I heard the nock at the door it startled me, I was laying down on the bed, deep in thought. “Enter” I said in a loud voice. Alex came in with a piece of paper in his hand, and a look of remorse, regret, and deep-set pain on his face “this just arrived from the state senate it says that your refusal to run as canadate for premier in our district has been refused. Unanimous vote the two thirds rule was not even an option in this case.” I nearly swore at the injustice of it, but I merely nodded if the people wanted me that bad, then they could have me. “okay” was all I said as I took the paper I should have expected as much, the only bad thing was I did not. I still had several hours until the guests arrived, I had no desire to do anything, no I was exhausted, frustrated, and deep down hopelessly lost. I had lost my will, my ambition, my internal fire, I had all those months leading our people, winning battles, but now it was simply gone, there was nothing but a void of what had been. No now I had become the most self-inspecting being on the planet, hours I spent thinking, nights I spent reading, days I spent present yet completely removed. I had become, if possible, the most gregarious social hermit, always with, and around everyone who wished to see me, but never did I leave the shell which was my mind. It amazes me how only several hours can change your mood, I had been only hours before the happiest I can remember being in almost a year, but now I only despaired. What I had been dreading, avoiding, trying at all costs to prevent has come to pass, I have been subdued by the iron will of the people, strung up by my hands and made to dance like a puppet, and of course I would do nothing now to stop them. I got up with a sigh, knowing I might as well do something, I moved
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