Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Raising the Flag

For as long as they can remember, the world has been at war – countries fighting among themselves to the point when no one knew who the enemy was. The moment these soldiers learned to walk and talk was the moment they were recruited. By the time they became teenagers, they were the lethal weapon who were fighting the war. They knew the exact places to attack their enemies. One stab, one punch, and their enemy was good as dead.

Now, decades after being recruited by the army, they are grown men and women. Together, they carried the flag up to the highest peak, the same thing they were taught their fore-fathers had once done on another continent. Standing at the peak, they looked across the vast land, admiring the view and amazed of how the infrastructure looked intact at this level because from ground level, it stood in ruins. “Ain’t she beautiful?” The captain spoke.

(~155 words)

I am participating in Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writer, where we write a piece between 100 and 150 words (more or less 25 words) in length inspired by the photo prompt above.