STILL NIGHT, GRIMY TRENCH

Still Night, Grimy Trench

The hymn, get more info a familiar melody of hope, drifted across the ravaged landscape. A haunting irony, for here in this vortex of mud and gore, the only thing silent was the snow falling upon the charred earth. The men huddled in their trenches, faces etched with a weariness that spoke of countless nights spent on this cursed battleground. Thei

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