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They anchor their feet in the ground marching to where destiny is bound, hundreds of them marching in line moving out of the frying pan and heading towards the fire. 

 With courage welled in their feet and violent wind disrupting their heart beat they marched along the frontline with one goal in mind to do or die they pledge to fight to end the illegal takeover of a war that is already over. It is only a matter of time before one of the world’s greater leaders will have to voluntary resign. 

The steps are moving fast with the figure of speech is rumbling in the street. The dignitaries are locked in meetings carefully observing the proceedings as the world waits in advance to see justice served on the land.  

People are hiding behind their curtains and peeping through their windows wondering what will transpire when the next bulleting comes out. 

His response was not strong as the crickets have already invaded the land fear and trembling moves swiftly in their feet but the response has no weight and you might soon see them bolting through the gate.  

He has lost all commands to continue the raging war, and the ants are crawling all over the lawn, they have already entered the belly of the beast and you cannot deny this daylight defeat. 

The mercenary leader has held his ground and soon he will be wearing a robe and a crown, no one is fighting back they are all taking orders and listening to his command and when his troops have cleared the battle field the opposing side will see where destiny is lies.  

Sometimes he growls like a dog when substance drain dry, weapon is scarce and he has nothing to share. But when the temperature is right, he usually glance with a smile and grumble about the dogs eating up dogs. He seems to have one mission and that is to secure an outright win for his mission to be fulfilled. 

Things are moving fast and he is partially in charge, but he is holding out to see what the other side is going to do. Misinformation is flying in the air and you have to be careful of what you hear, you must verify the information before you put it on the air. 

There is a solemn feeling in the atmosphere, it is not the usual rage that you used to hear, it is one of shock marinated with suspense, and courage moving up your sleeve with little ambition in your dreams, it’s not an adventure or the villains taking over, they are moving in a new direction and changing all the guards. 

The pages are turning over and time is getting closer they have already crossed over and the assault will soon be over. It is just a matter of time when destiny will join adventure with pride and you will soon see dignity walking by their side, let’s have a glass of vodka together for the war is almost over.
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