L. Midnight

No Man’s Land: Part Four

By L. Midnight / February 19, 2021 /

“These things never turn out the way they are expected,” Lt. Stephenson said. “But one thing is certain, sooner or later some lucky bastard is always left in charge.” Thiepval Village Paddy had no idea how he was going to live through the next day. He had been pushed to the limit, and still more…

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No Man’s Land: Part Three

By L. Midnight / December 8, 2020 / Comments Off on No Man’s Land: Part Three

NO MANS LAND Part Three: The Ruins of Thiepval Chateau By L. Midnight “Yet, as he looked across the widespread terrain with its deep quagmire of mortar holes, and barbed wire coils, it came to him that every inch of ground could be measured by the loss of a human life. He wondered how many…

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No Man’s Land: Part Two

By L. Midnight / November 17, 2020 /

“Out of the corner of his eye, he could make out the lethargic, yet synchronized movements of the stretcher-bearers as they raised the bodies from the ruddy dirt onto pallets. In a morbid stream of consciousness, he conceived them as gardeners of the dead who would pick up these soldiers one by one and plant…

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NO MAN’S LAND

By L. Midnight / November 7, 2020 /

Part One: The Battle of Thiepval Ridge By L. Midnight “He looked up at the autumn sun suspended in a thin strip of sky overhead as the trenches bustled with men forming up the lines. Commanding officers barked out last minute orders, and the soldiers’ nervous exchanges dimmed to a haunting silence as the set…

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The Passing

By L. Midnight / October 17, 2020 /

Death is a breath that separates body from soul.Birth is a breath that unites body and soul.All breaths in between exist in a state of suspended incarnationAnd wondering;Once born, when to die. The horizon is a line at the base of the sky.It waxes at dawnAnd wanes at dusk.Like the fleeting Muse of Life,The Angel…

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