Blake (greypaw) wrote in the1st100words,

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First 100 Words...

Or so. Sorry, I'm 10 words over, but I didn't want to cut it mid-sentince like that. :(

These are the first 100 for a short story I wrote called "Private Grey". Thoughts?

I loved the wet black of rainy night in No Man’s Land the best. There was a musk of mud, mold, gunpowder and fresh rain that covered everything like a blanket, like my carefully crafted poncho that absorbed the rain readily while repelling it from my frame.

About 40 yards away a scream fell and mortar burst, flinging mud across my back in heavy chunks. This too, pelted by rain, assimilated into me, or perhaps I into it, I do not know which for sure. We were one – the blood and lead-soaked mud and I – cast about by the ravages of war and occasionally given to vicious intent.
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