Country Life (& Death)

100 word piece I have been sat on for a while...

I want to lay under the castle walls, watching the copper gilded autumn sun, slowly crashing in to the ocean and vanishing from sight. I want to feel the warmth of the evening breeze bristle against my face, acknowledging the summer turning to autumn once again. I want to walk through the village, taking in the sights and smells that I had neglected for years on end as if there was always a tomorrow.

But, alas, I want never gets, does it? And as I stand alone, face against the wall with my fallen comrades scattered on the ground and the sound of rifles being cocked behind my head, I can’t help but think how did we get here? How has humanity reached th….