When the fight is over

And the soldier returns home

After a lifetime in armour

Where is everything he left behind?

Why does he fight to protect something

That in the end

Is not there when he returns?...

The splatter of rain on hard gravel accompanied the clip clop of his trusty horse’s feet pounding the ground with great speed. The sun was finally hidden behind the clouds that let their heaven sent rain lash against his bare face.

“Onward Nimbus! To the castle of the sky!” He hollered, a smile pushing his cheeks up so that his eyes were almost closed as the rain danced on his brow. A neigh was ...