Good soldiers never pass up a chance to eat or sleep. They never know how much they'll be called on to do before the next chance.
Sack over my head and cinched it tight around my windpipe.
There is no revenge so complete as forgiveness.
Some people make headlines while others make history.
The faceless, eyeless armed man above me kept his gun very level.
Someone dragged me by my arms out onto the road, then shoved me, stumbling, down a paved road.
Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities. Truth isn't.