His Elizabeth

he rolde silently for miles the trees around him whispered secrets of the land and he simply listened with the quietist of breaths the horse's hooves' stomps sounded as the pistols claimed death Screams of agony surrounded him, yet the only thing he heard was the secrets of the land spoken by the wisest of the trees Within an instant, fiery red engulfed his sight and everything became painfully real again -startled, the horse underneath him bucked violently until he threw the man to the dirt path suddenly alone, the gasping breaths of his former village overwhelmed him another explosion, more distant this time he could smell the burning bodies of his loved ones as bile rose up in his charred throat and he stumbled around like a drunk, searching for his Elizabeth She was nowhere to be found