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Exalted's GoldExalted’s GoldExalted's Gold by pumpmonger
The stuttering rifles scorched across the dead land with a burning ambition, with trembling soldiers watching from trench to trench regardless of their alignment. A boiling and bloody blue jaded golden by the sun was the sky above, and these dusty and cold wastelands were surely to be the end of humanity for everyone present.
The Dead Land would only collect more and more dead, now that it was infested with land mines.
Sergeant Taylor reloaded his pistol once more, finally retiring any attempt to hide his tears from his fellow soldiers. The horrors dwarfing life itself found in these lands had broken and shell shocked his entire squadron, and the certainty of the same affliction affecting their enemies was heavily assumed.
But it was assumed wrongly.
Marcus, a soldier who’s fortune had ran out mistook an hour’s silence for a mysterious understanding, and took a step higher on one of the trench’s ladders – the faction of his person that was r