forever young, forever brave
Sam sat alone on the edge of the quiet lake, the rippling water reflecting a sky dimmed by twilight. The gentle lapping against the shore reminded him of the soft footsteps of his comrades on early morning patrols—footsteps that would never echo beside his again. A veteran now, years removed from the battlefield, the faces of his fallen brothers remained etched in his memory, vivid and unchanging. He could still hear their laughter around the campfire, their whispered reassurances in the dark, and the sharp silence that followed when one of them didn’t return. With calloused hands resting on his knees and eyes clouded by the weight of memory, Sam whispered their names like a prayer, each syllable a tribute to the bond forged in war and broken only by death. The world had moved on, but here, in the stillness, they were with him—forever young, forever brave.
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story created via chat gp, picture created in Nightcafe, then manipulated and edited in gimp.
(AI )
forever young, forever brave
Sam sat alone on the edge of the quiet lake, the rippling water reflecting a sky dimmed by twilight. The gentle lapping against the shore reminded him of the soft footsteps of his comrades on early morning patrols—footsteps that would never echo beside his again. A veteran now, years removed from the battlefield, the faces of his fallen brothers remained etched in his memory, vivid and unchanging. He could still hear their laughter around the campfire, their whispered reassurances in the dark, and the sharp silence that followed when one of them didn’t return. With calloused hands resting on his knees and eyes clouded by the weight of memory, Sam whispered their names like a prayer, each syllable a tribute to the bond forged in war and broken only by death. The world had moved on, but here, in the stillness, they were with him—forever young, forever brave.
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story created via chat gp, picture created in Nightcafe, then manipulated and edited in gimp.
(AI )