TALES FROM THE TRENCHES

The trenches were a abyss of misery. You couldn't tell night from dusk when the sun was swallowed by the smoke and shelling. The mud clung to you like a second skin, and the stench of gunpowder and fear was thick in the air. It was a place where hope withered. But even in this abyss, there were moments of brotherhood. Stories passed around, songs h