1. Walter Thornley

    Private Thunder

    The weather was turning, into cloudy but relatively dry, and by the time the grey began to lighten in getting ready to meet the dawn, the clouds broke, letting the pale rays through the jagged fissure. They shone onto the cold moors, dry clumps of shrubbery and thin moss-grasses shivering under...
  2. Walter Thornley

    Private Stillwater

    It started with some commonfolk who went out to the swamps. Days before anyone noticed the dark patches. Days more until some of the Shieldbearers and a few Bremen men noticed the green-brown marks on their own skin, specks of mud at first then bruises, then spaces that felt too soft to the...
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