The measure of a man
"You're shorter than I expected."
Niall could have sung along with the comment. It was how people who had met him first on vidcall reacted. He laced his hands behind his back. "The good lord made up for it in other ways," he replied, laconically.
An act, a persona. Insufferable, Helva had scoffed. Yet it worked.
He never asked his parents why he hadn’t been shelled. His stature was written in his genome, his epigenetics, from the getgo. He would have qualified.
But he’d rather stand on his own two feet. Even as close to the ground as they were.
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