I was running along an overgrown path with 7 other soldiers. We were headed to one of the outposts stationed here. I pumped my legs as fast as they could go.
The icy terrain was difficult to run in and a sharp crack sound rebounded through the tree line.
Three more shots were fired. We couldn't stop running. We had to make it to the outpost . The smell of iron pored into my nose. The smell of gunpowder. The smell of blood.For the first time since we had been running, I looked behind me. Two of the soldiers who had been behind me were now just two lumps on the ground, getting smaller with each step I took. The first man was John Kalhoon a Warrant officer. He had a small pool of crimson liquid pouring from a wound on his right shoulder blade. The second man was Rupert Sims he was a airman, first class. Shot in the head.
This war was something I would dred most of all. My life was worthless if I couldn't save anyone. My years of schooling and Practice would put to the test. I needed him, my Daniel. To see his face in a time like this would be extraordinary. I hope he's safe.
"In Gods name," I prayed aloud, "Let him still be alive."
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Out of Time
Historical FictionThis war was raging on with or without her. Her love for him would last for years. Join her in this juroney of a life time as she tries to live in a god forsakein world filled with elementals and demons.
