PhantomDragonZX

He sits motionless, hunched, head in hands, His ears ringing, but hearing no sound. His eyes lifeless, not even a flinch, He won’t move from this spot, not even an inch. Seconds before he was protecting his friend, From the shower of bullets, that would never end. The sound of war thundered and roared , Ended with his friend dead on the floor. He remains still, with barely a breath, Just focussed, on the spot of untimely death. A river of red cuts through the Earth, Scaring its surface as the blood floods. “MAN DOWN!” is the cry that can be heard, No one ever noticing the little bird. “Will he make it?” the fr