Drabble activity 2025- 25 in 25

Snowballs

Tommy hadn’t been warm all day. When would this war be over? He peeked over the top of the wall. At least three of the enemy took shots at him. He ducked fast enough that they all missed. This war wasn’t going to be over soon.

He slapped his wet gloves together. Tommy had lost feeling in his fingers. It was time to take a chance on bare hands. He shucked the gloves. At least, he did not think he would lose his fingers. The sun had gotten low on the horizon.

“Tommy, home now!” his mom called him home.

100 words

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Prompt day 19: Story to be a War genre (or to include War genre elements).