Description
It was a gloomy, drenched day. The sky was darkening imperceptibly but steadily, obscuring the view from the very small mess hall which huddled in the middle of a muddy waste. The only thing which identified it as a mess hall was the presence of the two soldiers who were sitting over their coffee. To them, it was weather of a monotonous sadness which seemed to have settled upon them, branding them permanently.
Recommended Citation
Fullen, George
(1947)
"Rainy Season,"
Manuscripts: Vol. 15
:
Iss.
4
, Article 17.
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https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol15/iss4/17
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