The Forgotten Ones

50 word story contest with the keyword trial

The field looked deserted. How he longed to feel again, the warmth of a hug; the strength in a kiss!

He heard footsteps in distance. The trial was over.

It was nearly dawn. His country would wake up to a beautiful morning – traded with the blood of his young platoon.

The Warrior

And there was a warrior who believed he had conquered everything!

Standing amidst the stench
Of the one thousand dead men
That he had heaped on the bloody ground
The warrior, clad in his unyielding armor
And brandishing a razor sharp sword,
Thumped his chest and laughed at the world.

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