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Reuniting the Fallen


The faint glow of taillights temporarily illuminated the veil of darkness that the midnight sky had provided as the diesel truck blazed down the winding road. Rocky, unpaved, desolate, much like the past that had followed the drive in the past few years, the road twisted and turned, offering more than a few places that would provide peril for the cargo in transit. Yet, the well exercised reflexes of the driver easily toned and adjusted to the shifts of roadway before the driver slowed the massive vehicle to a stop. The heavy rumble of the engine itself forced only the cab itself to shudder, the cargo behind it weighing far too much for even the diesel itself to lift, only carry.

The opening of the door offered an inaudible creak before the engine shut off entirely as the large driver stepped out. A faint glow emitted as a heavy inhale from the cigarette between the driver’s lips offered his presence to any whom were around to glance, yet there simply were none. The spires of gray smoke from the inhale flared only to life in a few stray strands of moonlight that brushed across it before dispersing it out into the air.

Lifting himself up to the trailer, the driver crawled across the massive length of the covered trailer to the middle area of it. Dropping from view, the faint glow of electronics irradiated that section of covering as the hiss of hydraulics sounded.

The call sounded, bearing the mark that had been considered long dead for years. Spreading out across the globe, offered that horrendous alarm that he himself had hated to hear. They would arrive soon, and they would be prepared. It was simply a matter of time before the war began, and it was time for him to show his face once again.

As he kicked back, reclining casually within the cushions of the cockpit itself, the driver accessed the latest flow of news. The flow of bad news had failed to cease, only adding to the list of long dead friends and comrades that he’d formerly worked with. He was unsure of whom to expect, but he was sure someone would come, rather soon. It would be quite a surprise though, especially since the Southern Wind had been long dead for the past five years.