Wonderful and moving as always dear.

Hugs

Bunners

*gives her a big hug... thanks so much Buns. I was a bit concerned for the darkness of this one.

V.

It's war, people died...of course it's dark.

Hugs

Bunners

Wow that's deep...and chilling. Well done of a story.

Thank you so much Seth.

V.

I've been feeling rather raw of late. Random acts of inhumanity have been leaving deeper marks than usual on my spirit. Oddly, this didn't affect me like it should have. I don't know if I'm getting over it or if I am able to accept, deep down, that a friend with a gun can be a welcome sight when one is truly in a bad way.

Regardless of my confusion, this gave me something to think about. You're very good at that.

I know. I'm not sure where this came from but I was glad for it.

V.

The confusion of memories, that's where it hit home.

*hugs....

V.

and some stories aren't meant for sharing....this was very moving.

thank you Wirez... very much...

V.

Thanks for this short story.

you're most welcome...

V.

was it only suppose to be page? I am confused...

in this case it is just a prompt but I believe it was 4 pages.

V.

ok something is wrong with my viewer.. i can not see the whole thing right now

Thanks for posting this. There are many stories just like that for every war there has been. One of the reasons Dad didn't talk about his time spent in the Army in the South Pacific.

HUGGGGGZ

*hugssss back with a lot of squeeze...

V.

*HUGGGGGZ back*

Very well written.

Dark isn't always bad -- sometimes truth and virtue are just little lights glimmering in a sea of darkness, but they are there, and sometimes if not for the darkness would remain unseen.

thank you so very much Graowf... really really...

V.

Another untold and (deliberately) forgotten side of the great war, and you had brought it to us in a wonderful, yet chilling, manner. Great work
When I read the story my brain started to create a mind picture of D9s pushing away Lancaster's wrecked fuselage off of Manston's runway while all around fitters are salvaging everything intact from unfortunate bombers, it's rather eerie
(Yes, I know Cat D9 was made in the '50s but that's the only specific dozer type ever recorded by my mind, by far).

Thank you so much Graue. That it caused such a mental image for you pleases me. I can only hope that my stories are as good as your drawings.

V.