“Rest easy, oh stars.
Your soft glow warms endless worlds.
Close your tired eyes.”
“Rest easy, oh stars.
Your soft glow warms endless worlds.
Close your tired eyes.”
Maquisards
A micro-story written by Daniel J. Neumann
We all knew it was a suicide mission, but I’m not sure if it registered on an emotional level what that truly meant—were the worst to happen. For my part, I wasn’t ready to die. I would tell people that I was. I would tell people I would fight to the last breath against the Nazi pigs to defend France.