So I remembered.
remembered that could happen if I fell in love, I remembered the last sunrise I saw that and for more than three hundred years. My humanity had declined over the years, slowly but surely. Wilderness wandering alone at that accident, say accident because it was totally dark, black, scorched and charred by forest that once covered that space. Thousands of war had occurred and millions of people had fallen in battle. Mothers separated from their children, parents without children, children without parents, mutilation ... That if I speak of the survivors, not counting the families falls, lost family names, stories of love that could never have happened and occurred.
A bullet, created from powder and a metal shell with a shell hole in the tip, a single bullet is fired by a soldier at a time if head is crossed by another of the same family, the bullet, that single bullet caused a death, only one, nothing else.
Later, another shot but this time was twice as big as it belonged to a sniper's weapon, was intercepted by the chest of a child, a boy who had allegedly come to find her missing mother. But the cold mind of that murderer attacked the creature and is falling to the ground leaving her teddy bear. That mother was crying because her husband had gone through left eye with an accurate shot to the head.
What that sniper did not know was that his son and wife had been the same.
a bullet, only a bullet can have a thousand tasks to control the damage caused by it. A bullet makes a happy person and destroys more than a hundred of pain.
That war is just one more, but maybe that child is ours, and that mother be your wife. Will you be willing to kill anyone who threatens to destroy what you care?
Navideathh
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