blessing of a soldier

I climb on the scale hoping today is the day. I take a deep breath and look down onto the numbers on the scale. 47 Kg's. 3 Kilos is all I need, it can't be that hard to gain that, right? I look back onto the last time I weighed and sigh, why can't I just weigh a bit more? All I want is 3 kilograms.

I sigh as I glance at the altar I have in the corner, inconspicuous. An altar to Ares made by a pagan who wants to join the military but is too young. I sigh art the thought