Monday, August 04, 2008

The Guns

The sound of artillery is visceral and blood-chilling. The concussion is felt mainly in the chest and throat, blurring vision and emptying the mind of all thought. Those who hear it are taken to a distant place; alien, cold, and unfamiliar.
Its blast appears to have escaped from a fissure in the ground, and the thunderous roar is unmistakable, different from the aerial tantrums we associate it with.
The cacophony of a rolling barrage breaks as smoothly as a wave, but sets the soul adrift in an ocean of darkness.

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