Wednesday 25 March 2015

The Soldiers Lonely Adventure.

The sky was like an old rag doll that was so dark grey it was if a spell had been cursed upon it. The uneven ground was lifeless and the bushes were now spiky dead sticks. I'm filled with anticipation, hunger and loneliness as my lifesaving pack weighs my aching back down. I crouch down acting as if I'm a camouflage chamelon scanning my predator. I'm on full alert listening to hear anything, but nothing comes.

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