Battle is gruesome, but it is vigorous, alive. The aftermath is the worst of it: adrenaline fades, quiet sweeps in, and there’s nothing to distract you from the mess of bodies and disturbed earth.

Darrell Drake
Battle is gruesome, but it is vigorous, alive. The aftermath...
Battle is gruesome, but it is vigorous, alive. The aftermath...
Battle is gruesome, but it is vigorous, alive. The aftermath...
Battle is gruesome, but it is vigorous, alive. The aftermath...
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Battle is gruesome, but it is vigorous, alive. The aftermath is the worst of it: adrenaline fades, quiet sweeps in, and there’s nothing to distract you from the mess of bodies and disturbed earth. That’s how we spend our days: blood and guts and death and devastation. It’s what we do.

It’s who we are. It’s what we stand for. But the aftermath is the worst of it: adrenaline fades, quiet sweeps in, and there’s nothing to distract you from the mess of bodies and disturbed earth.

There’s no glory in that mess.

Source: A Starreckoners Lot

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