The Unkindness of Ravens Page #2
- Year:
- 2016
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You are best served
cold and empty.
They say that they
were full then
to the brim.
But they are ready for
I wasn't hiding, I was spying.
Scouting them out, looking for
their weaknesses. Aye, sure.
But did you find any?
No.
They're even more
powerful than we thought.
Do you know what they did?
flew right out the window.
Who are they? What do they want?
They're scavengers, lost
servants of a dead God.
feeding on those doomed
to walk the forked path.
They suckle from the foul
fluids that flow invisible
from the wounds
of lost soldiers.
Lured by the stench of despair
shallow pools of life
and feast on the hopeless
meat that's left.
They taste you first, to
see if you're ripe so to speak.
We should surrender.
Get it over with.
- What? No, we...
- Chicken
Surely a coward would surrender.
when it is his time.
Well, it's not my time.
Did you like my poem?
- No, it was amateurish.
Just end it. Do it.
We can't take any more of this.
Come on!
Great way to spend New Year, eh?
- Always a let down.
- Here.
- Whisky?
- Aye.
- Good man.
Cheers!
Happy New Year Burnsie.
And here come the fireworks.
Should auld
acquaintance be forgot
Should auld
acquaintence be forgot
For the days of
auld lang syne.
Why did you join up?
Young, stupid,
skint... join the army.
Do you like it?
F*** no! You?
If I had the balls I'd have shot myself
in the foot and f***ed off months ago.
Aye?
I'll do it.
Put that thing away you
might hurt yourself.
Alright, you got me. Good one.
You can't go yet.
You're not ready.
When you're ready, they'll come.
more, the man I used to be died long ago.
I know that you've
mourned for him already.
mine, requires no grieving.
I'm sorry father,
for my weakness.
Mother, for my distance.
Laura, I apologise
that I misled you.
Tricked you into thinking I
would not be changed by war.
In truth, it didn't change me.
It devoured me.
And spat me out a ghost,
made only to haunt you.
I've had enough of limbo
the fringes of existence.
Remember me as I was before.
Forget the shell that I am.
And please, don't mourn me
because I am already dead."
Help!
No, no!
Help.
Help.
They're coming for you.
You can't let them.
Spare yourself!
Oh, Jesus!
Maybe... maybe
I can stop them.
Do it.
Quickly, they're almost here!
Do it.
Murder us, like you
murdered them.
- Or I will.
- No.
It wasn't my fault.
- Our dear murdered friends.
- There was nothing I could have done.
Please, end it.
End it now, please!
Please!
You can go now.
"I am my own worst enemy
afraid to live, and
frightened yet to die.
And so, I must defend myself
against myself.
Until my time is nigh.
To lose but limbs and
A walking bomb, that
should explode at once
but I refuse."
Say cheese.
No!
This is what we
were trained for.
This is what we were born to do.
They think they can get
me, but they can't get me.
I'm a solider, I'm a man.
A deadly f***ing force.
Come on!
Bring them in boys!
Move!
On your f***ing knees!
This isn't what...
Come on!
Come on!
What's the f***ing big deal?
They're just sacks of meat!
Christ!
What the f*** is this?
What the f*** is this?
- This is what we do!
Kill them!
What's wrong with you soldier?
Come on!
Kill them! Come on!
Pull the trigger soldier!
Shoot! Kill him!
Kill him! End it!
Do it! Now!
I won't. I can't.
I'll do it.
If that's what you want.
But it's not going to be pretty.
- No, no, stop!
It's him, or it's you.
What's it to be?
Sure?
You'll do it? Good man.
Good man!
You're up!
Die!
Who are you?
My eye!
They stole my f***ing eye!
You!
- You stole my eye!
- No, no!
The ravens are coming!
The ravens are coming!
The ravens are coming!
No!
No!
No!
Craig!
You motherf***er!
Craig.
Craig!
Andrew.
Lee!
Lee!
Lee!
Craig.
You're going to be fine.
Please, please...
Man, I've got you.
Everything's fine.
Andrew.
Please help.
Mate... we're going to be fine.
They'll have us
out of here in no time.
Andrew.
Andrew!
Craig!
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