I debated with myself whether I should post this or not, because this was really a sudden inspiration, and it didn't last long. So...it's pretty much crap since I can't describe much either.
But since I typed it out already, I didn't want to press the backspace key.

So...
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It was war.

Everywhere, there was blood and bodies. The rule where only males fought was ruled out. Females ran to take cover and shoot, and most drew their swords too.

Frightened cries sounded in the battlefield. Kids were not spared from this and they even had to drive sharp objects into others of the same age. They didn’t know what else to do, so they just killed more and more of their enemies.

All but one.

He was lost, in the scene before him was red and even more red. Crying out loud for guidance from his mother till his throat was sore, he still wasn’t bothered by anyone. Around him were people fighting, deaf to everything but their shouts.

“MOMMY!”
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Felicia

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