The countryside was alive with life and colour. All the jewelled colours of the rainbow, like butterflies on the tips of beautiful plants and trees lazily shaking in a warm, light Devon breeze; most of the roads had been covered by ancient willows, their branches arching over like great bridges, grasses rustling against their boughs. On the other side of the embracing willows was a shelving, inviting, golden sandy bank. The sea a haven for …showed first 75 words of 952 total…

…showed last 75 words of 952 total…rage lights anew. I remember my target. I remember my purpose. Jumping up, chanting a war-cry, I charge the pillbox. As I'm running my hours of endless training automatically take charge. I take a grenade from its holder, release the pin and throw. Time slows.........the grenade disappears and explodes. Suddenly I see a shard flying towards me, but I'm to busy celebrating to react. It smashes into my leg. I feel searing pain.................pain........