Trees

Sky

Wind

Silence

Passing by the lone horse man wearing a grey colored uniform galloping at speeds so dangerous that one wrong turn could land in a grave six feet under with scratches and marks displaying how nasty the fall was. Going so fast that no sound but a bullet being fired could catch up with the horse and rider, the wind flew by, it’s chill causing the rider to snuggle further into the coat wrapped around there figure but still didn’t heed off the cold enough to make the rider safe from hyperthermia.

The rider rounded corner after corner, dodging tree after tree, solider after soldier, set on one fact, get the orders to the lead officer of the 51^st battalion. Hands’ shaking from exhaustion the rider tightens the hold on the reigns making sure to keep the horse in control as yells and shouts echoed in the forest.

Deep shallow breaths filling the rider’s lungs as fear crept up from the cold toes to blurry eyes. A camp began to form in the distance causing a faint smile to tug at delicate features, nudging the horse to go faster trying hard to get to the camp before day light swept over the planet giving new hope to those waking for the first time and seeing the beauty of the land that was slowly rioting from the war.

Finally the horse slowed, trotting through the camp, making sure not to hit tents or soldiers sitting in front of fires in front of the tents. Two soldiers halted the rider who slipped from the saddle, legs shaking a bit from lack of use, dirt covering every inch of the rider’s pants.

“New from the president,” the rider spoke with parched lips and tired limps.

The first soldier nodded stepping into the General’s tents, moments ticked by before a man stepped out. His uniform pressed and clean showing how far he lived from the battle which was as far away as possible. White hair from old age decorating his brown locks that held firm under his squared perfect hat, “News?”

“Yes sir, General Heart” the rider handed over the satchel in which was guarded by the very life of its carrier.