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Hero of Democracy
Join Date: Mar 2012
Location: far from the ocean
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Vladimir Chenkovhad strange dreams that night. Two armies marched towards each other on a rough red landscape, complete with red vegatation.
One army wore dull red uniforms, presumably to blend into the terrain. They didn't behave as though they expected to need it though: they marched in formation, and carried bayonets or swords. This was the larger of the two armies. They had clean, crisp uniforms, a long train of artillery, and youthful, clean-shaven faces. The other army wore dull tanish-green uniforms. If they had been fighting in something a little more earthly-colored, they would have blended in. here they stood out like sore thumbs. The army was ragged, dirty, and mostly unshaven, but they had a discipline and a confidence the other force lacked. As the two armies moved closer, shots were exchanged. horsemen scoured the country side, determining where the enemy was and wasn't, and the armies movements grew more intricate. The night moved on, and Vladamir witnessed two marching armies become two armies ready for battle. When Vladamir woke, it was still night. To his shock and dismay, he was quite naked, and quite outdoors. The night sky held no moon, though he could see a hint of sun on one horizon. The earth was red. Not a red dust or a red rock, but rich, red soil, complete with strange plants that resembled something between ivy and lichen. he was on top of a hill. The hills and dips were familiar somehow, and he could see lights on some of them. There was a thunderous sound, over by one of the lights. and perhaps a flash as well.
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