Chapter 25
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Updated : Apr 14th, 2023
THE DRIFT
Sweat beads ran down the side of Elijah's face, as he fought to keep his mind together. Without the hate he felt inside he probably wouldn't be here, in this wilderness of chaos.
Looking around he observed soldiers scattered everywhere some laying on the sand-filled ground never to rise again, others taking cover as they fought to stay alive, the endless rattling of machine guns from the terrorist made all the soldiers take cover. The battlefield was like a flood washing away everything...
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