Life changing wars
On top of a hill bodies fill the fields that the survivors see, blood and maggot ridden corpse's liter the fields as far as their eyes can see. On top of the hill was a flag that was planted in the ground. On one side of the flag a corpse hand grabbed the flag while on the other a dead soldier reached for the flag. Wind blew the flag around as the battle finally ended. The flag was riddled with holes and had nearly ripped in half. The flag just grasping the pole so then it doesn't fall down onto the corpses. Soldiers from both sides look upon the fields then they looked up at the sky. The sky was that of an orange sunset and as the sun was setting soldiers were beginning to dig graves of what seemed like an endless war cemetery. Endless rows upon rows of war graves from all the bodies that littered the field. The soldiers in their camps that night didn't sleep well. The traumatic experience they had today left them broken beaten and scarred. The sounds of their death clocks are ticking away. They keep the same thoughts in mind and that is, how am I going to die? When am I going to die? Will I die honorably? Later that night Artillery fire and bombs sounded off in the distance and the soldiers slept horribly most soldiers were dreaming all nightmare long. And soon they ended up waking up in the middle of the night. The foul stench of maggot ridden corpses soon filled the air. Death is in the air and the soldiers knew that at some point they're going to be dead like all the brave souls that have fallen
The commanders were demanding telling the soldiers whatever they said that they shall obey. For the soldiers knew that with each and every command that hell was getting closer and destroying their minds piece by piece. At the hospital tent in the soldier's camp they see beds full of soldiers either a bloody mess or missing limbs. The horrific madness of it all killed their spirits inside but they knew that the slaughter shall never end. It seems as everyday they have to obey the call of duty. The battle that caused the madness kept replaying forever in each soldiers mind and this is what they saw.
It was dawn that day. The soldiers were in their camps at the base on the other side of the hill. they had two observers at the top of the hill in a tower because the country was at war. It was between the Q-Steins a group who teamed up with the Nazi's and just like them used Blitz tactics to conquer all. And on the other side was the Nibelians. The Nibelians came from the island of Nibelia which was taken over by the Q-Steins in a matter of hours. And so as the Q-Steins approached the Nibelians opened fire. After the first shot from the Nibelians the Q-Steins charged the hill. Machine gun fire and the sounds of death surrounded the souls of each soldier on both sides. And soon after the Nibelians charged as well bayonets, bullets and even the skies had the color of blood on them. Finally after the bloodiest 168 hours it finally ended the flags were planted but the flag bearers from both sides were shot and so it was a stalemate.
The survivors up till now look back haunted even up to their senior years
by the memory that remained of what happened that day and how it destroyed them physically and mentally but made their soul stronger.
The Mysterious Traveler
There was a man traveling North.
He came across a Polar Bear.
The Polar Bear asked him what he was doing?
The man replied I'm hunting for some Whale.
And the polar bear said oh if your looking for some Whale then head south.
Finally after what seemed like forever for the man he reached a lake full of whales.
But then a Whale jumped up and ate the man.
And the man was never seen again
