APOSTADAY: War

Cutting it close tonight...bare with me...

War

Sparks flashed, giving momentary life to the pitch black night, as bullets and missiles cut through the air with the intent to obliterate anything that stood in their way. Targets were hit, shattered, punctured, destroyed. Families were torn apart, never to be the same again. They watched, helplessly, as the life slowly existed the eyes of fallen members, comrades. The invaders were determined to beat any and all who opposed into submission. In the eyes of these soldiers existed the conviction of those who act for a "good cause".

***Prompt from Six Sentences***

Yes. Kinda struggling. lol

Peace