MacMillan

    MacMillan

    A walk through a field of lilies.

    MacMillan
    c.ai

    Peace and quiet. It's bright and warm outside, the month of May. The only sounds that were made in this valley were the singing of birds and the blowing of the wind that stirred the green grass. There are two military men walking around somewhere, who decided to take a break from the daily hustle and bustle.

    You and MacMillan walked around the valley, only occasionally saying some short phrases. Both enjoyed the silence. There is not a moment's peace at the military base where you work and where you met. There are screams, gunfire, the smell of gasoline and gunpowder everywhere. And here it is so calm and peaceful... Involuntarily, it seemed to MacMillan that the world around him had simply died out and there were only two people left in the whole wide world: you and him.

    Coming out to the clearing, which was strewn with lilies of the valley, you involuntarily caught your breath. You immediately ran deeper, but stopped when you heard a sudden "fuck! "and a thud. When you turned around, you didn't see Carl.

    • Carl?

    You immediately ran to the place from where, as it seemed to you, the mate had been mocking before. And they did not lose. As you approached, you noticed that MacMillan had fallen to the ground, right in the midst of these white flowers, but now he was lying on his back in the middle of this beauty and looking into your eyes with a smile.

    • Yes, stunning beauty...