Forks of lightning stabbed at the intense, inky blackness of the night's sky, illuminating a battle field of an unfamiliar and alien world.
Ammunation lay strewn across the earth which was water-logued with hot, crimson blood.
Bunkers and trenches became a woeful mass of the dying and dead, fallen where they stood, their eyes full of the horrors of war.
The silhouette strode across the scene, his eyes feeling no pain and his heart no sorrow...
This is the beginning of my book, the Horror of War which I am midway through writing.
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