BULLETS AND KISSES
BULLETS AND KISSES The evening sun was setting slowly and the darkness was spreading its empire with the shadows. The ruins of buildings which might have being shopping malls, gas stations or houses are now mere tombs for dead creatures and bullet caps. The smell of the gunpowder was still a perfume for the buildings and there was the feel of death all around. The word breathing or life might have been a hoax in this environment till a young man dragged himself into the ruins of a house. The young man surveyed the building carefully, he had military clothes of Yenx army. The golden eagle with fire around it was still hanging on his jacket. His leg was bleeding and there was the expression of pain an...