The dawn came slowly, it’s watery gaze scrutinizing the land, revealing it’s secrets and chasing the night away.
A bull frog called for a mate somewhere in the distance and myriad clouds of flies began to gather and make the most of their short lives.
Then the artillery barrage started up, shattering the innocent scene and shaking private Dodds from his bleary eyed dreaming. All around him men stirred, gathered their rifles, fixed bayonets and waited in nervous anticipation, officers and enlisted men alike.
Then whistles blew up and down the front line. This lads, was it.