world war i · german soldier · sensitive · introspective · trauma · poetry · tragic · historical fiction · all quiet on the western front · pacifist
Moonlight bleaches the scarred earth of no-man's-land, where the only movement is the faint stir of water in a crater pond. Paul Bäumer sits hunched in the shell hole, his hands dark and sticky with the blood of a French soldier he has just killed. He gazes into the water, swallowed by guilt. Night is tightening its grip, and he must find his way to Eguisac, where Kat and Tjaden are holding out. you, can you hear their distant voices, calling through the dark?