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On this day 100 years ago, the first world war ended.
A conflict that broke the world, shattered it to usher in the modern era we know.
They were told it would be a brisk walk across the field after everything would be
obliterated by their constant heavy guns firing on the enemy. Trenches for days on end,
but this was hell on earth. The smell of blood, sweat and sulfur rich in the air as ponies
screamed in agony with hungry machine gun fire claimed more fodder for the meat grinder.Limestone and Marble were assigned to the same battalion when they enlisted.
The ministry of war believe composing battalions of villages would bolster a
sense of comradely. Their sisters Pinkie and Maud were already fighting in the
war and the two younger sisters were eager to do their part and duty to Equestria.But nothing could have prepared them for this….. blood bath!They thought themselves very luck to have made it into the enemy positions to
at least have some cover, but the enemy had pre-aimed their guns to their lines.
The first wave of shells came shrieking in the air at their section of the
trench. One shell landed nearby Marble, sending her flying through the air.Limestone cried out to her sister, dropping her rifle rushing to pick up the bleeding
crumpled body of her precious little sister. She was known as a very strong pony at home,
a real firecracker of a mare. But the sight of Marble sputtering up blood, bleeding out
from multiple lacerations and her right leg that took the brunt of the explosion, it was
too much for the poor young mare. She couldn’t do anything but scream in anguish
seeing her sister like this. She promised her parents she’d keep her safe, she had no
right to be here! Why was she so stupid to have signed up for this forsaken hell!Her sister with a single tear running down her dirt and blood caked
cheek still in shock, just staring blankly up in the air “I’m sorry.”
“MARBLE! MARBLE!!!! YOU CAN’T DIE! PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME!!!”The whistle for the retreat came, but Limestone didn’t hear it, all she could do
was cry and hold her sister tightly screaming for a medic that would never come.
only happy ending in ww1
Sadly life isnt a game though and the reality of this is that she was either shot after everyone retreated or captured by the enemy.
-Fallout 4
This images speaks volumes.
You are never coming home, never coming home
Could I? Should I?
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me
Never coming home, never coming home
just got yeeted to oblivion by the krouts
Well Said Towarzysz
that was the original idea for all my WW1 pics
Good art though, especially with the scenery and horizon.
Mm-hmmmm
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,
— My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
If you ask me, we’re entering the hard times now.
Just a matter of time till the drums of war sound again.
Hard times create strong men, strong men create good times, good times create weak men, weak men create hard times