Tag: honour
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INVASION
Forage duty. They try to tell you it’s a privilege, an honour. You’re special, a chosen one. The truth is it’s dangerous. You’re expendable and you’re exposed. Return empty-handed and you will be punished. That’s why I’m still out here as the light fails, still hunting. They only come for us at night. It’s suicide…
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AT ALL COSTS
Her lungs felt like bursting, her legs had no energy left in them. Still she pushed herself on. The bell rang for the final lap of the track. She pictured that tunnel of trees over and over in her mind. How many times had she ran through it? How many 5 a.m. starts, up and…