No pity, no forgiveness, no redemption, only killing and being killed. Until both sides were exhausted, unable to launch another attack. Then, within a short month, tenacious nature would reclaim the battlefield, once strewn with craters and corpses, transforming it into picturesque scenery where grass grew tall and orioles flitted about.
A month away from the war, from the moment the first rays of sunlight touched the tent-covered encampment today, this day was destined to make its mark in history, a day fated to be extraordinary.
