Liberator
LIBERATOR
A short story by Rob Archer
Screams. Gunfire. Explosions. A smell of burning and death. Panic. Flight.
But all this was fading, an echo, the smoke from a dream dissolving upon waking. Not even a dream, the illusion of a dream.
Now, a beautiful sky was overhead. Hardly a cloud. And as the young man lay wearily among the patches of snow, he marveled…
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