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Dying.
Albert Vogel

And then there was fire.
Fire bled from him; fell from his eyes, slid from his mouth.
It dripped from his very pores.

The force of the blast threw him easily and drove him into the ground.  He felt as though his bones had suddenly become shards of glass for is teemed as though everything had been jolted from its place within him and the razor edges were driven into his skin.  He tried to shout, but nothing came out, only closing his eyes and plunged into blackness.  Six minutes until irreparable damage.

6...
He was falling, the pull of gravity centered just below his shoulder blades, a slight pull dragging him ever deeper into the bottomless abyss that had opened up beneath him.  There seemed to be a sudden heaviness that had placed itself upon his chest; a slight tightness that spread itself across his front originating in the cracks of his deformed sternum.  It slowly seeped its fingers into his lungs and took a firm hold upon his airways and started to choke him as he slipped below the impenetrable black around him.

5...
The burning sensation upon his left side slowly grew more intense the deeper he sank, but then in an instant was abruptly cut away.  Something bounded upon his being, upon his head and chest.  Each blow transformed itself into a rhythmic tempo of percussion that slowly faded away into a harsh ringing within his eardrums.  Twisted and malformed.  Each beat created a new wave of warmth that bore itself into him and penetrated deep under his flesh leaving his senses dulled and numbed, coddled into oblivion by this enchanting and disgusting tempo.

4...
Red.  Red forced itself into his vision like some great lumbering beast, dragging its great self over him, to overpower and overbear the inky blackness.  Red.  It pulsated through his body, caressing and enveloping him like the silky satin sheets of some godforsaken lady of the night.  He was rendered helpless, heat cascaded over him and he had not the will to fight it.

3...
He was floating, the heaviness upon his chest was gloriously lifted leaving his with nothing more that a new found feeling of complete emptiness.  A cold and desolate loneliness delicately crawled up his arms, palms of his hands going clammy as the feeling of utter desertion place an iron grip upon his lonely heart.  He felt the corners of his mouth tug downwards as the red seeping once more into nothingness, devoid of sound, devoid of sight and touch.

2...
A blazing flash seared into his skull, and it felt as though his eyes had been plucked from their sockets, the pain pounded around his vision.  The tightness around his heart grew more unbearable as his body went rigid.  So this was it.  This was to be his end.  To lay to rest, tossed away to rot on this cliff he had so fruitlessly helped to defend.  This was to be his end, and what a suiting end: to be killed by a war that he helped start.  There was fear, this was final.  This was his eternity...





But then he felt it.
A sudden rush came into his body; as though a hand had plunged down into the blackness, through the red and into the white, took hold of him and pulled him back.  

1...

"Oh God, Albie... please don't die... not after all this...  Albie, open your eyes..."

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randomness to try and combat writers block...

from Albie's point of view just after he gets caught in the blast at Pont-du-hoc.

Nazism is Bad, kids
its a historical interest for me
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Worthog117 Featured By Owner Apr 23, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
awww Damn, and he tried defending Pont du Hoc? Talk about futile :s

and who was the guy talking at the end?
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Geistlicher Featured By Owner Apr 23, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
the guy talking at the end would be Paul Braun, Albert's closet friend and confidant.
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Worthog117 Featured By Owner Apr 23, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
So what happened after? Was he made a PoW by the rangers?
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Geistlicher Featured By Owner Apr 23, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
you'll have to wait and see X3
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Worthog117 Featured By Owner Apr 23, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Well it seems that rangers

*Sunglasses*

LEAD THE WAY

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PanzerschreckLeopard Featured By Owner Feb 7, 2010
What all did the explosion do to him?
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Geistlicher Featured By Owner Feb 7, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
you know those burns upon the left side of his face. he also lost his left eye and a couple fingers on his left hand... but then the whole left hand gets blasted off in Berlin a year later... so it doesnt matter

yeah xD
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PanzerschreckLeopard Featured By Owner Feb 7, 2010
Never knew of the eye part.
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Geistlicher Featured By Owner Feb 7, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
thats why they are two different colors, silly xD
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PanzerschreckLeopard Featured By Owner Feb 7, 2010
Didm't notice... [Goes to see.]
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