Cover artwork by Steve Upham
Who's winning the war? ... and what about the wall?This story, set in an alternative future maybe, takes you on a strange journey through the eyes of one of its soldiers. Extract from the eBook :It felt as if I was being watched by every brick, every shattered window frame, every door frame, every tile. The buildings followed my progress with malevolent interest and seemed to be blaming me for their current state, as if the war was my idea and I was responsible for its progress, solely relied upon for its successful outcome. At least the mingled stink of dust and death wasn't so thick here.After nearly a block-length of progress in the open, I dodged into the shell of an old bookshop to have a quiet cigarette. A hesitant tune of gunfire and the occasional burst of a mortar shell in the distance accompanied my hearty puffs.My nicotine break was brought to a premature end by a bullet whistling past me from the street. I was sure I wasn't the target - I was too far back in the darkness of the shop and I'd covered my cigarette with my hands - but I ducked behind some cover just to be sure. Who was firing this far behind our lines? Surely the Astrakhs couldn't have broken through this far?I decided to try and make my way to HQ using the buildings as cover. It'd take me longer but it might save my skin for my own personal use - instead of simply as a trophy for some Astrakh scum.Download the eBook here : AgainstTheWall.pdf : 598kb
