A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 269, Wednesday
September 26th, 2018
Chapter Three: Pencil Pusher
From doorman to receptionist, from receptionist to stenographer, his celebrity made him in demand.
Everyone wanted to be seen with him, to emulate him.
Bringing him into an office meant exposure and fame for the bosses around him.
Some of those who sought to benefit from their association with him saw their star rise on account that relationship, others were cast down, sometimes catastrophically.
There was no pattern.
He rose up the hierarchy mindfully, still carrying the lessons he learned from years in the rebellion, and years of torture in prison.
Trust no-one, suspect everything, be diligent above all else.
His thoroughness and attention to detail saved him time and time again, it revealed who in his circle was genuinely trying to help him, and who looked toward his downfall.
In his capacity as a stenographer he learned the tiniest details of government. He took memos, he recoded meetings, he was a witness to the bureaucracy on a level that sometimes left him with feelings of vertigo.
The Empire was vast, both in terms of the space it occupied and the minutia that governed it,
The macro-verse and the micro-verse, they became his domain.
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