Sleep starved and battle weary he thrust his jaw into the air and surrendered to the roar as it made its way from his throat to the heavens.
For two long weeks he had fought from within the trenches, assured that reinforcements were on the way.
Two more weeks have since passed and the soldier now resigned to the beast he has become prepares for the final assault on enemy lines.
Pained by the knowledge that he left behind a world that continued without him. A world that for a year or more had not been his. A world he believed had forgotten him, left cold and alone amongst the dead.