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PHOTO PROMPT Copyright-Ted Strutz
Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
BENEATH BUNKER HILL
Determined to keep his promise to Joseph’s orphans and give him a proper burial, Paul searched the grave where dozens were buried. Flies buzzed. Maggots burrowed into the eye-sockets of the nine months’ fallen patriots. Mouldering flesh and matted hair cleaved tenuously to shattered skulls. His gorge rose. He covered his nose and mouth. How would he ever recognise his friend amongst so many?
His thoughts wandered to a day long-past.
“Remarkable, Master Revere.” Joseph studied his smiling reflection.
Sunlight glinted off a bit of copper in a corpse’s mouth. Paul gasped.
“My dental work. It is General Joseph Warren.”
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