Echoes of the Trenches

The mud... it swallows everything. The sound, the light, and even the

flicker of hope. But in this hell, we aren't just soldiers.

We're brothers, bound by the very dirt. Easy, lad.

Just keep your head down and breathe. We will get through this together.

The whistle screams. It is time to climb out and face the monster in the

mist. They say war is pure horror, but the human spirit...

it simply refuses to break. We fight not just to survive the night,

but to remember what we are fighting for. For home. For family.