Full moon.
Full moon after a day of heavy rain and a night of heavy snowfalls. The sky was now clear of clouds, and the full moon was visible, lighting everything under its vicinity.
The child was devastated, sitting on the ground since the morning. The blood had been washed away. There was nothing he could preserve his memories with other than this journal given to him by the generous guard who had also left the base for vacations earlier.
The chaos had died down. The fire was no longer burning the base and had been set off by the fire department nearby. A lot of officials and wardens had visited the base, including news channel departments.
But none of these people entered from the gate where Samuel was seated behind. That was because Bradley had to hide Samuel's existence from the world, considering how it was illegal to have a 10-year-old enlisted soldier during such an age and era.
