My Death The Prequel
I never heard the round that day that slammed into my chest. I felt the icy pain take hold as it totally missed my vest. Slapped right down upon the rocks as I rolled up off my side. I couldn't get up off that field no matter how hard I tried. I feel the blood loss draining me, seconds before I die. The scent of cordite lingered about as I looked up in the sky. Lazy clouds dot my perception, drifting in a cobalt blue, my armor and...