The blood, red sky formed into a black, misty, army.
Soldiers ran to get into position, now we are ready to fight.
Countless bullets passed by.
Animals ran for shelter in the near by forests trying to avoid getting killed.
Lots of men lay on the ground.
Their hearts beat less.
The battle has passed away leaving the ground unspeakable.
Blood stains were left on the old wooden planks guarding most men to stay alive.
As the black clouds floated past animals scattered out from the forest.
So that’s what a battle’s like.

Competition Runner Up. No prize I’m afraid. But well done!