Last Words
The night had been eventful to be sure when the man finally made his rest, sleep came quickly but with sleep came the nightmares.
Zax found himself in that familiar field, on the frontlines where he was destined to go as he stood huddled in a trench.Ā āZaxura kir Bellus.ā came the commanders voice, one that echoed in his mind since that day. āYes sir.ā He stated as he saluted. āYou asked the wrong things.ā The commander retorted.Ā āToo many people pry into what they shouldnāt.ā Zax was taken aback, unsure of what the commander meant.Ā āSir?ā he posed the question, worried suddenly.
āBefore this ends you should know. I did like you, but orders are orders. Your line ends with you and you have been reported as killed in action.ā
Zaxās eyes widened before he could act a cold wet of blood ran down his chest as he crumpled.Ā
āOh, and donāt bother trying to survive, sheās dead. They are both dead.ā The commander said before suddenly the commander was gone, Zax slowly exhaled, what he thought was his last breath as he caved. They were gone, but at least heād be joining them in whatever adventure awaited across the veil, if there even was such a thing. Slowly his vision went dark, and darker and darker. Zax startled awake at the dream, looking around the now empty room that he lay, a single tear fell from his cheek as he sat there, naked in the dark.
I started doing the thing again. No idea why I stopped. Here's some little something from my Garlic boi.
