Casualty of War
by Darrin Mossor
Move quietly. Stealthy like a fox. Slowly slide the barrel of my
gun around the corner.
There's the enemy, back to me. Haven't been spotted.
Sight down the barrel. Close one eye. Exhale. Squeeze the
Perhaps sensing his fate, my enemy spins at the last moment.
THWACK goes the nerf dart on his forehead.
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