This war is ours: Prologue
I sat there, staring at the stars that night. Ignoring the screams of pain, the whistles of bullets past my ears, and the cries of lost children. I've never seen such beauty in many years. See, this war has been going on a long, long time, and...
HONEYMOON HOAX BACKFIRES
A non-fact. _why now?_ there was a shred of doubt left. always would be._come on,_ they ordered, _push that shit down, deep down._ if they didn't think about it, it wasn't a problem.