Man at War – Excerpt No. 202

Marc stood atop a ridge, overlooking their front lines. He heard the guns going off behind him. In the distance there were bright flashes of light, followed by a thunderous sound several seconds later. The Krauts won’t be getting a good night’s sleep tonight.

The artillery tonight was purposeful, a way to ensure there would be no incursions along their lines. All because there were reports of unusual activity near their old lines.

While that was not unusual, there were specific statements made of a smell that defied comprehension. Given they were in No Man’s Land, such a scent served as a potent clue. Ghouls.

a surreal and vibrant cinematic photo of artillery blasts illuminating the dark night sky over a desolate No Man's Land landscape in 1915, with soldiers and barbed wire silhouetted against the intense explosions, men dressed in worn and torn World War I attire, including old helmets and bloodstained uniforms, surreal photography, photorealistic, film grain, warm golden light from the explosions casting an eerie glow on the devastated terrain, intense shadows and deep blacks, with a sense of chaos and destruction, the artillery blasts lighting up the night sky in shades of fiery orange, red, and yellow, amidst a dark blue and purple night sky.

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