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Post by Deleted on Aug 4, 2016 0:22:48 GMT -5
The grey sky above.. Oh how cruel it was... The ground, the fields, dark green, forests to sides of it, a small camp in the middle fires and people going along it, stakes surrounding the camp. Dead bodies of dead soldiers being piled up, mass graves being dug, along the outskirts of the forest still are the dead bodies of some, both of these people Swadian, the civil war... Took too many lives, the camp was only there to clean up after the battle, then move on to support the rest of the army that was moving to siege a nearby castle, small and isolated.
Inside this camp there are fifteen tents, one was the surgeon's tent, one was the commander's, one was the big pavilion for eating and drinking, all the others were just tents for soldiers and workers. Soldiers are outside the camp, picking bodies up and bringing them to the mass graves aside the camp still being dug. Weapons being piled up from afterwards, some tents have the crying boys who never saw a dead body in their life, and others filled with the whores of those veteran soldiers.
Again the sun rises and the work is not done, people are still moving about and continuing the clean up.
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