Hope and Despair, Depravity and Justification






PHOTO PROMPT © Madison Woods

After four years the soldiers arrived fighting ferociously through the bullets, mine fields, and smoke to tear down the wire.

Good men conscripted; lawyers, teachers, builders, grocers, accountants, the local magistrate, all charged the enemy heroically.

Pressing onwards oblivious to the bodies of fallen comrades they slaughtered our guards and persecutors; invaded and laid waste the Stalag huts, to liberate us wretched and broken from our suffering and squalor.

But at the women’s huts they paused…then took us as spoils of war.

Husbands and fathers, brothers and uncles, but in their army uniforms, they took us as spoils of war.

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.