Soldier, Poet, King.

~Soldier~

The glorious bright beam of the sky shone onto my boots, making the water on them disappear. My feet are defrosting slowly after last night's blood bath battle at Redwater, the cold unbearable nights of bravery and triumph are almost over. The last 3 years of staying in the army are 3 years wasted but for a good cause, at the age of 16 I joined the army hoping for a thrill of adventure, it sure was. My mother isn't fond of my daring acts, but I must keep moving. I refuse to die until I have made an impact on my people, and I will live to the day we all rest easy and calm down our lives, until that time comes, I will survive.

My loyal ride, Labyrinth on my side always while we fight against whatever is in our way. "Pretty horse." An unfamiliar man behind me spoke and trots his horse quick enough to keep speed by me. My gun in hand as we are parallel to each other. " Who exactly are you? I don't expect anybody being near the Redwater lake since the blood from soldiers is covering the sand and grass, it's not a very pretty sight if you ask me" I say truthfully. " I suppose you are right; I wanted some fresh air after I got off the train for 3 hours so I decided it would be nice to come round here but by the looks of it, I might've missed something while I was away." He chuckles again. Who was this man? All these people sacrificed their lives for his safety and everybody else's safety, and he doesn't even say anything sympathetic to them. " It's sad that almost everybody who is killed at war has no obituary or even a funeral, only known as a number in a book in the future." I utter as I tie the rope from my sack on my horse's saddle on a fence that didn't have much to any type of stability by the bloody lake. "You must be young then son, how old are you? I can't say I trust him enough to keep the conversation going but it's a sensible question "I'm 19, sir." I reply vaguely.  "Huh, well I assume you have tasks you have to get to being in the death placement." I chuckle but don't reply, its best I don't say anything to make him strike up another conversation.