Trenches

He'd been in the trenches for five months, or so the calendar said. truth be told, he'd have believed anyone who told him he'd been there for five years, or even fifty. every minute was the same.

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THE FRONT: PART 10

He felt a twinge of doubt in his stomach and trudged back up the trench. to be continued in part eleven...

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THE FRONT: PART 6

Wynter helped him up and half led, half dragged him through the trench until they entered a low building marked with the symbol of the red cross.

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THE FRONT: PART 8

It had been raining for nearly a week now, but the german artillery had been relatively quiet, usually eschewing the front line trenches for the support trenches where the captains and other higher up officers gathered.

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THE FRONT: PART 4

Then, feeling a little unsure of himself, scott took his trench knife out of its sheath as well and stuck it into the trench wall where he could reach it easily.

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THE FRONT: PART 3

Raids were rare but when they did happen, they were usually nasty bloody little affairs that ended up killing about a dozen anthros and wrecking the section of trench where they took place.

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THE FRONT: PART 1

He saw wynter jumping to the side in the corner of his vision, then the front wall of the trench collapsed and scott felt himself pinned to the far wall of the trench by a wave of mud.

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Story Idea. Tell me what you think.

That boy was the man in the trench coat. and he would have revenge... _ **hey guys, donne here. this is an idea i had for a story. i'll write it regardless, but i thought i'd ask for feedback.

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Trench's therapy

Asked trench through his ear piece. "trench, that you?"

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Trench Warfare

A bullet hits a rock lodged in the trench beside me, and its ricochet lands between my legs, burying hot in the dirt just a few centimeters shy of my gonads.

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Warmth In The Trenches

Warmth in the trenches a short story by kichigai kitsune. part one.

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THE FRONT: PART 9

Wynter nodded and walked backdown the trench, a few of the anthros looked over at scott, but none seemed as impressed with him as they were with wynter.

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