>>20888584
I prefer to think that the Krieger accepted the flower and put in on his uniform, during the next few years, every day the village would hear the explosions, screaming, and shooting coming from the front lines. New soldiers being conscripted by scared farmboys never to be seen again, she thinks of them all as that one soldier guarding them, and all the while, somewhere in the trenches was a krieger with a dead flower pinned to his uniform, not quite knowing why it brought him comfort. And when the day comes that he lies in the muck with his lifes blood running from him he reaches for that little dead plant just out of his reach, dying before he can get to it. When the carnage is over, one man will notice that his comrade had fought for his life to reach this keepsake, never knowing why, but burying it alongside of him. And in those moments humanity proves that it can survive in hell.