Epilogue
He fell on April 2143 on a day that was so quiet and still in the North African desert. It was a day so silent and still in the African theater that the Army report from his sector of the front line confined itself to one single sentence, "Relief column has broken through, the Guns of October are silent."
When his body was turned over by soldiers from the 1st Infantry Division they could see he had not suffered long. The look on his face was so peaceful and serene, almost glad that the end had come.
He fell on April 2143 on a day that was so quiet and still in the North African desert. It was a day so silent and still in the African theater that the Army report from his sector of the front line confined itself to one single sentence, "Relief column has broken through, the Guns of October are silent."
When his body was turned over by soldiers from the 1st Infantry Division they could see he had not suffered long. The look on his face was so peaceful and serene, almost glad that the end had come.