“Ladies and Gentlemen, Please listen to me!” my voice projects as far as I can send it.
Most of the audience quiets down enough for me to start talking, if I yell.
“LADIES AND GENTLEMENT, THERE IS A MAN IN UNIFORM HERE LOOKING FOR HIS WIFE AND HER LOVER.”
Read MoreI am so cold.
I wish Mommy were here.
“We should go find help,” one of the older boys says to no one in particular.
Another of the older boys looks around at the forest we are in, asking, “Where would we go?”
Read More“Where are they?” I demand of Lieutenant Friess as I move away from the field glasses mounted atop an outcrop of the observation trench within newly captured Fort Douaumont.
“I don’t see any.” He replies while looking through his field glasses less than a meter away.
The French are nowhere to be seen.
Behind me flows a trickle of broken men; Limbs, eyes, jaws, ears, hands, all missing. Instead of reserves coming up, we have casualties heading back.
We should be attacking right now, while the French are in disarray. But how can I attack with this?
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