Post by bravonovember on Aug 31, 2013 12:23:32 GMT
He was young man, an inexperienced person of note.
His demeanor carried that of wisdom accompanied with the peculiar lack of foresight which was to hold him back. He had joined the army in search of camaraderie... a brotherhood he could not find within his own family tree. He did not love, nor did he feel love, he merely existed and felt the urge to play his part of human soul and existence, for the part to play in human existence at it's core was to kill or be killed. Whether that was a personification to an office job or circumstance of his condition was un-answered but rather a mere fact of life or code that he had always believed in.
The bus ride to the gates was that of isolation and ridicule, his unknown peers stabbing japes at passing female pedestrians retorted the excitement that would of been had there not been such a hostile animosity within. The drill instructor with neatly pressed uniform too, felt that his new list of recruits suited an approach of hooliganism and unheartfelt worthy despair.
to be continued....
His demeanor carried that of wisdom accompanied with the peculiar lack of foresight which was to hold him back. He had joined the army in search of camaraderie... a brotherhood he could not find within his own family tree. He did not love, nor did he feel love, he merely existed and felt the urge to play his part of human soul and existence, for the part to play in human existence at it's core was to kill or be killed. Whether that was a personification to an office job or circumstance of his condition was un-answered but rather a mere fact of life or code that he had always believed in.
The bus ride to the gates was that of isolation and ridicule, his unknown peers stabbing japes at passing female pedestrians retorted the excitement that would of been had there not been such a hostile animosity within. The drill instructor with neatly pressed uniform too, felt that his new list of recruits suited an approach of hooliganism and unheartfelt worthy despair.
to be continued....
