Under a Different Sun
I was with the troops, all the way to Safrana.
Safrana was a tough place, and life with the troops was hard. We had to squeeze into one room, and finding water was our biggest challenge.
Every morning, we got up before the sun started shining. Our days were filled with the same old tasks, over and over, boring us to bits.
However, to me, that kind of life was far better than the nightmare I had lived through for three months.
I tried to keep busy, to forget about Sheila and everyone else.