Blurry eyes rapidly blinked, trying to clear. Soft gags and hiccups escaped the body laying on the ground. Face up, she stared at the ships moving over head. Blood seeping from the corners of her mouth dripping down her neck and into her hair. Trying to speak, she couldn't find words but only more gags and blood.
Was this the end?
It must have been. Laying in the middle of the street, the young woman was covered in grime. Laying in the rubble of a building. This had to be it. Vision fading, she could hear her name being called. She reached out her hand in one direction, her fingers cut up and bloody. She never turned her head, it was pointless, her vision field became smaller and smaller till darkness embraced her.
This was war.