Tag: wound
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THE END OF THE REBELLION
He lay still, daring not to breath for as long as he could, pain spilling from his cleaved wound. A ghostly still settled over the moor, the misty rain continued to fall. The quiet was broken by the moans of the injured. Each time a rebel was found, a gunshot echoed over the field. ‘No…
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(VIRTUAL) REALITY
Danny stood in the remnants of the castle. ‘Put on your headset,’ the woman instructed him. He did so. Danny now saw the castle in it’s past glory. He could move around and see the world as it had once been. A loud blowing horn sounded. Someone yelled ‘We’re under attack.’ Danny felt a swish…
Iain Kelly 