The ear-piercing bomb made my ears hum. Just for a short time, I managed to get my face out of the dirt and look in front of me, at the hundreds of Germans running fiercely toward us. The stinky smell of the trenches we spent our life in for the past month made me think for the millionth time. Why was I here? Why couldn't I be with my family? And why was I destined to die from a bullet or an artillery round for the sake of Emperors, ideologies, and ambitions? This war is not great at all.#war #worldwar1 #wwi #battlefield #combat #battle #microfiction #sad #fiction #historicalfiction #historical 7 May 17, 2023, 12:46 1
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