It was time, I left the house and walked towards the rendezvous point; I was numb, numb to what was happening and numb to what was going to happen; it was like a dream, everything dampened to a mellow grey. Familiar places passed without my noticing, everything just went so fast… And then I was there…
"Get in quick," a man said "We'll be starting soon." and so I walked into a small shack full of men. And that's all they were, men, not soldiers, not killers. A slim crack in the ceiling where moonlight shone through was our light source, that didn't matter, we wouldn't be there long. We were drowning in an eerie silence, and then it was broken. Cliff, the village leader stood tall, above the other men despite his age and delivered his speech.
"These lands are old, they have been cared for by our ancestors for centuries and were taken from us. I stand here before not as your leader, but as your equal and I am honoured to charge into battle alongside each and everyone of you; to die alongside you. Mark me, our forefathers will smile on us from the skies as we honour their names. We are farmers, but we will fight, if necessary forever, if necessary alone, and without a doubt until death. The brutes of the Alliance will flee as we show them what a true warrior is, what honour looks like. I say we fight what say you?"
All cheered, Cliff revealed a key from his cloak and walked towards a large chest in the corner of the room, and swiftly opened it. The rusted weapons were worn, but not broken. "Take these, my brothers..." he said and then began to hand the blasters out. I walked over towards him, and was handed something that seemed to be decades old, "It's good to see you, I didn't expect you to come," Cliff grinned as he looked up towards me "Don't worry we'll win this, God is on our side." I gave a short smile and then proceeded to join my squad. We set out immediately.
