I couldn’t believe it! Not only was this blighter in the open, he was kneeling by all the blokes that’d bit the bullwhip, or were nearly there anyways… I haven’t the foggiest as to what the hell he’s doing. Figured I’d take a few shots at him, see if it’d tip ‘is knickers into running off somewhere; but he don’t even act to bother about it all! What the hell is he doing? Is he holding a… book?
Now don’t that beat all; not only is this bloke out in the middle of a bloody capping field, but he’s going about it with not but a bleeding book! He ain’t even totin’ that syringe shooter of his! I can’t think to understand what on earth he’s trying to get at, he’s just walking about the field, checking peoples to see if they’re dead or not, closing all the blokes that didn’t make its eyes, and squatting by the others reading a book at them as they lay there wasting away. Grant it, he ain’t letting all of them die; I suppose he’s just trying to unfurl the nerves of the poor bastards that ain’t gonna pull out of it…
I can see the sighting-spot of an enemy sniper sweeping around the bush. From time to time, it slinks over to that Medic; I fancy he’s just as frizzed about it as I am. I reckon I’ll take another shot at him, see if he’ll bugger off or not… steady… inhale… exhale… and squeeze. That shot was so close it ruffled his hair; if this don’t get his knickers in a bunch, then he’s completely bonkers! Wait, he’s standing up and turning at me… Is he angry? Is he scared? Is he mental? I can see his face; he’s…
…nothing… absolute nothing; the bloke's staring directly at me with nothing on his clock but a bloody poker face. No… no, that ain’t no poker show he’s putting on – he’s… he’s got an air of peace about him, that one he does. I figure I’ll take a good look at the blighter to see him for what he really is – you can always tell a man for what he’s got on his…self…
I can see that book he’s been packing around with him. The posting on the front of it brings me back to me boyhood – back when me mum got me all spiffed up, me dad would crank up that old heap of rubbish we called a truck, and we’d roll into town every Sunday to go to Church… It’s a bible; he’s got a bible… he’s wearing a neck cross on him, too... he’s probably a Man of the Clothe; a Preacher, drafted into this little war…
All this time, he’s just been looking me up square and level… he’s got a look of understanding on his face… like he knows something that I don’t…; he probably does, too. Well good on him… God, does he have to keep staring at me!? It’s bad enough I feel shamed for something I can’t for the life of me understand, but now I feel like a little bugger being castigated for lighting a firecracker off a cat’s tail in front of a fogy house…
In the back of it all, I can hear someone crying bloody murder; some poor git just got buggered off by that other sniper. I can hear him bawling for his mum… poor bastard. Right on cue, the bloke just turn and ran towards the ruckus. I nearly missed it when he looked back at me, and gave a nod of thanks… With that nod, all the years of fighting just hit me… I feel like an old man; I’m sick and I’m tired…
I’m tired of fighting…
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Spy crab or not i'm still gonna kill it
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Father in Heaven, Hear my Prayer.
Keep me in Your Loving Care.
Be my Guide in all I do.
Bless all Those who Love me Too.
Amen.
~ A Drakenhime Family Prayer
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Father in Heaven, Hear my Prayer.
Keep me in Your Loving Care.
Be my Guide in all I do.
Bless all Those who Love me Too.
Amen.
~ A Drakenhime Family Prayer
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When God said let there be light...there was light, But when light was made, so too was darkness. I am the darkness.
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Father in Heaven, Hear my Prayer.
Keep me in Your Loving Care.
Be my Guide in all I do.
Bless all Those who Love me Too.
Amen.
~ A Drakenhime Family Prayer
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Father in Heaven, Hear my Prayer.
Keep me in Your Loving Care.
Be my Guide in all I do.
Bless all Those who Love me Too.
Amen.
~ A Drakenhime Family Prayer
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