It feels as if God has abandoned his children to fight in the mud.
The names are all different, but they all mean the same...
Trench Walkers Eaters Crawlers The Dead
The air is thick with the smell of rot and decay as the once beautiful land suffers beneath a species hell-bent on sending more souls to hell than is possible.
Steel and teeth cut equally.
Blood flows all the same.
Where is the meaning in this world? When the lead racket sounds, prepare to be...Dead On The Western Front
