Story Snippet #3: Barrack Life

He painfully opened his eyes, taking in the horrifying scenes around his barracks. Flanking him on all sides were his ailing comrades. Wound around his marred head was a once – white bandage, soaked with blood, now crusty and stained. He passed his wrapped hand across his face as the scenes of combat flashed in front of him wrenching hot tears down his soot covered cheeks. He remember; he had realized the fragility of life when it was played in a panorama before his eyes, as the shrapnel pierced his body. And now as he shut his stricken eyes the effects of war were evidently imprinted, etched into his soul.

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