Well... I get it that he's tired doing the same repetitive things for over a damn month. I might soon even feel the same thing as what he had seen. Yet, I must admit I haven't seen a lot of crazy stuff happening. Constant shelling is surely just traumatising, I must say that my body constantly shakes whenever a shell hits right next to our trench.
No wonder why I have seen many soldiers behaving out of his sane mind, all they could hear was just constant explosives and their enemies' battlecries. I might as well just reconsider what Sergeant had told me many times, "this war isn't supposed to happen, Rang." After all, I volunteered to fight for my country. There's no turning back now.
I sighed briefly, as I closed my small notebook. Putting it back inside my bag pouch. Now, I stare at the moon, my mind just suddenly went blank after I wrote the last part. "This war isn't supposed to happen?" I ask myself. I wonder what Sergeant really meant by her words.
As I stood up, and peered at my surroundings from my trench. Just to confirm that there's no on-going attack tonight. I put my head down again, as I won't risk getting my head shot by an awake soldier from the opposing trench. "Rang! Get to sleep now! Tomorrow will be rough!" Melissa shouted at me.
I immediately try to find a place to fit myself on, as she calls Grotny to continue my night shift. It's not comfortable to sleep in harsh mud like these, but I couldn't complain either. I lay myself down besides Alex, as I close my eyes too. I tried to sleep, but the flashing images of my wife kept appearing.
"Take care honey..." the word that I always hold dearly in my heart, the last thing she said vocally before I had to leave her. I can't tell whether or not I regret volunteering myself. After all, there's no way I'll just sit in my house, and let those men die defending what they left behind.
I need to at least show that I am willing to fight this war, not for the country as I wrote in my notebook... But, because of what I left behind, and who I loved dearly. Natasha, my wife. There's no lie when it comes to her, I would never lie that I devoted my life for her.
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Yaveria - 1917
HorrorYaveria 1917, is a fictional story based on the Sentran universe. The time is set in 1917, exactly the last year of the 2nd Yaveral War. The story will be included three main characters, which will be set in different time settings, making three sep...
