{"sf1_id":354110,"sf2_id":"V1Yw3jJm","title":"Life of a Soldier","author":"Arcaron","words":232,"posted_at":"2012-03-15T21:15:00.000Z","tags":["Blood","Death","Military","Sad","Soldier","bodies","dying"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/354110-life-of-a-soldier","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/V1Yw3jJm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/d2/e6/d2e69b6f-b48f-47dd-9176-97d1d3a2d90d","description":"","content":"Cold, alone, and drenched in sweat.  \nAll these different images, running through my head.  \n  \nA single question, pops up in my mind.   \nDid they leave us behind?  \n  \nCheeks smeared in blood, clothing full of mud.  \nExplosions all around, I'm thrown to the ground.  \n  \nBullets are flying, missing and hitting.  \nA friend falls beside me, blood he is spitting.  \n  \nI take a deep breath, and stand while aiming.  \nI let out a silent scream, my rifle starts maiming.  \n  \nA laugh escape my lips, a twisted, evil sound.  \nAs enemy after enemy, falls to the ground.  \n  \nI'm a reaper, a demon, a harvester of souls.  \nMadness is rising, my body it controls.  \n  \nI'm a human no more, tonight I'm a beast.  \nYou cannot stop me, on your soul I will feast.  \n  \nA perfect warmachine, no longer afraid!  \nFleeing is useless, as I cut you down with my blade!  \n  \nWhile death fills the air, I grow bolder and bolder.  \nAnd thats when I notice, that my body's getting colder.  \n  \nSuddenly I collapse, strenght leaving my limb.  \nLooking down I notice blood, things are looking grim.  \n  \nAdrenaline is pulsing, am I going to die?  \nI look up at the heavens, not expecting a reply.\n\n\u0026nbsp;My vision is fading, everything going black.  \nFriends falling around me, under enemy attack.  \n  \nShuddering, silent and cold to the bone.  \nA question in my mind, will I ever make it home?  \n  \n\n"}