If in some smothering dreams, you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin...
- Wilfred Owen, 'Dulce et Decorum Est', 1917
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All rights reserved © Layali Mili, dj_millilitres
This novel's story and characters are fictitious. Certain long-standing institutions, agencies, and public offices are mentioned, but the characters involved are wholly imaginary. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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This is an ongoing story, expect updates to chapters or new chapters every now and then.
I'm up for all sorts of feedback, and would be grateful for any -grammar, storyline or character-building suggestions! Just keep it respectful :)
Chapters wordcount varies between 2500 and 5000.
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TRIGGER WARNINGS:
Blood, Gore, Violence
Mental instability and S*****e
Trauma & PTSD
Assault (SA)
Racism
Sexually Explicit (Smut)
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When The Dust Settles
RomanceA soldier who's trying to forget his past. A waitress who's excommunicated, picking up the pieces of her life and trying to put them back together. Their paths cross in an army base, cut off from the world. At the most crucial moment of their live...
