We briefed before takeoff. Just like in training.
I had never flown before; blood pounded in my head when we lifted.
(I gripped the seat like a kid, I admit). The cities were tiny lights lost in black.
This was it. This is what I wanted. To be a soldier ready to save the world.
A grand adventure.
But now we’ve landed and I see the truth. It’s barren all around us. A desert.
No markings, no life. I ask myself what exactly am I here for?
This is war, my friends. Far from home and death my new companion.
--- You should have seen my Mom’s face when she came home from the Christmas party. The kitchen counter was completely cleared off, every...
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