[ WP ] A sequence from an RTS game , from the perspective of the units .

Day 3: 
 More sheep arrive today, they have the branding of the enemy on their fur. I am not a sheep shearer, it is my job to cull and collect food to strengthen our forces in the dark lands. We know our warriors are killing innocent people but we continue to forage - only encouraging an attack on an unprepared village. I see countless pikemen leave and never returning daily which makes me despise my duties designated to me. I am the reason they were enlisted, I am the reason their wives mourn, I am the reason! It's starts with me. I have blood on my hands, not only from the innocent sheep.
