It's been a long time since I've posted a flash fiction. I've had a bunch written up, but I had other posts I wanted to do on Fridays. Almost didn't know which one to pick.
of sound mind, memory, and understanding
[Latin, literally, having mastery of one's mind First Known Use: 1616]
Harry stood before the window, watching the sun sink below the horizon. Red splashed across the sky like blood. He gnawed his lip, his thoughts heavy.
His critics would say he wasn’t compos mentis when he declared the peace with their neighbors to the north over. But for months, people had been disappearing and goods and supplies were stolen at the border. When classified documents went missing, all signs pointed to an act of terrorism. Harry had no choice but to wage war. Now thousands had died as a result of his choice.