Hushed Willows Trigger warning:Tonight, we're Fighting for our Lives

maxim was thoroughly jarred by the man's voice. names he recognized from private moments shared among them.

whatever had occurred to start this type of rambling must have been serious. a man did not need to be a medic to understand that. he watched as the man tried to stand, only to crumble once more.

we stand together, reyson. his heart hurt to witness it. he wondered if the life of a soldier would only be this in the end always. he crept down onto his belly, prepared to lay alongside the other man.

come home with me.

his voice now soft and wounded.