The invasion

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Billowing ash clouds enshrouded the sky over the soldiers head. He charged viloently through the exploding open space surrounding him. Darting in and out of bomb blasts, his wrinkled, muddy , scarred face was steeled with concentration as he rushed towards the hidden sanctuary to relieve his fatigued body. Finally, in amongst the chaos and mayhem he saw the prized spot to which he ran. Dropping down into the burroe like a dazed rabbit. He closed his azure blue eyes as the smell of death filled his bloody nostrils. The cold trickle of thick red liquid ran like a waterfall into his mouth. Was this really the end?

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