We are not who you think we are.
We are soldiers. We are bringers of death, descending on feathered wings, weapons in hand.
Our wings are not white. They are soaked in the blood of devils.
We are not bound by God. We are bound to our generals, forever their obedient dogs.
We are not the angels you love, not the angels you believe in. We are the hypocrites, the warriors who speak peace as our blades drink blood, who sing of freedom as we enslave the world.
We are marching, and we won’t be stopped. We are the end.
Author bio: Lyric Hyde is a high school student that wishes to go into a writing career, at least as a secondary job. As well as writing, she enjoys learning, music, anime, and a good book. Fairly new to posting her writing, Lyric does not yet have a specific website, but can be found at various ones such as Wattpad, Figment, Prose, and Young Writer's Society under the name Animarret-Writing.
Soldiers is part of 101 Fiction issue 16.
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