A war field

This is the start of weekly, if not twice-weekly pieces going up, so watch for them 😀

One deep hole, filled to the brim with dead, sunked corpses, now only mere shells
of men. An injured soldier trudges by, his arm hanging off, his shoulder a deep
green colour, clearly infected. A bomb explodes somewhere in the distance,
ringing the toll bell of death. Gas suddenly floods everywhere, and not
quite dead soldiers scream with more chronic pain, willing they’re lives to end
as they’re eyes roll back in their heads and blood streams down their cheeks;
their mouths moving devilishly. Bullets spray across the land, mowing down everything in their paths. And still the war trudges on.


Posted on May 6, 2013, in Descriptions. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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