A markedly forlorn look descends upon features fettered by years of endless toil and strife therewithal. The gentle crease of umber brows begets roseate lips to turn into a frown, afore quirking ever-so-slightly to form a most bitter smile.

                               No, never was she allowed to forget ; to endure appalling nightmares —-
                                                ( Nay, her mind whispers, memories. )
of death and decay and all manner of the brutalized victims of W A R and their savage ends was her burden alone to bear. NONE but her had to bear the weight that was placed precariously ‘pon her shoulders, and none but her had to endure to lay witness to the death of a comrade again and again and again, knowing that there were naught to be done but continue on with mission she was so charged with. Delicate fingers dance along the sharpened edge of a knife, sigh brimming forth a billow of sorrow.

So is the fate of the s-o-l-d-i-e-r.

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