The remnants of the harrowing battle can still be heard even from this far off: the moans of the wounded, the cry of the carrion crows, the soft crackle of fire. Nearer, a shovel scrapes into dirt, possibly for burial of the fallen.
The remnants of the harrowing battle can still be heard even from this far off: the moans of the wounded, the cry of the carrion crows, the soft crackle of fire. Nearer, a shovel scrapes into dirt, possibly for burial of the fallen.