[ IP ] Soldier plays an abandoned piano

Snow is slowly falling down dark flocks of ash in between it, I look around me and see the dark smoke go up into the sky and small fires are still burning in the houses. I hear screams, loud screams of agony and pain, mixed with some people trying to shout commands through it. The screams slowly start to die down right before I hear a loud bang coming from the distance, followed by a shockwave through the air and ground. 
 
'Another shell destroying more of this town.' I think to myself. 
 
 I look at the ground and see my dirt stained boots, the same going for my trousers and smears of blood as well. I look at my hands and see the same dirt and blood, I shake my head as I think of all the friends that died right on front of me, tears well up and with a deep breath I look up. 
 
'I have to stay strong, dead will be mourned tomorrow.' I softly speak to myself. 
 
 I hear shots and quickly look up, but before I can see where the shots came from I notice that the screams have died down. I figure the last screams were just executioned and all the sound left right now is that of the wind blowing through the buildings. I slowly round a corner, weapon raised. As I round the corner I shake my head in disbelief as I see something I have n't seen in years. 
 
 A piano, in the middle of a field. I shake my head in disbelief as I look around the field. I make sure that the field was empty and I lower my weapon and walk up to the piano the snow slowly cracking under my boots. My gloved hands touch the piano and slowly lower a key, as the key moves down the string moves and a low key rings through the field. I take in a deep breath and memories of another time flood my mind. I lower my head and feel tears fill my eyes, I remember the start of this bloody war, both my parents dying in the second bombing of our town. 
 
 The sound of the planes start ringing in my ears again, tears well up in my eyes and my muscles relax making my hand press another key. The sound of the planes quickly fades as the sound of the piano goes around the field. I quickly move my weapon onto my back and take my gloves off. I take a deep breath and touch the keys, slowly letting my fingers drag along them. And with that movement other memories come back. Memories of a happier time, when my mother would sit next to me and guide my hands across the keys. Playing the most beautiful of songs and my sister in the background dancing gently on the music. 
 
 I press the first chord that I remember and my mind relaxes, remembering what happiness was. I slowly continue playing the song as if my mother was sitting next to me, guiding me and teaching me through it. I close my eyes and move along with the music, feeling my sister dance behind me, her feet softly tip-toeing on the floor. 
 
 As my fingers stroke the last chord I slowly notice the wind around me again along with muffled clapping in the background. I look around me and see my squad standing around the field, some with tears in their eyes, others smiling softly, remembering just like me the better times. 
 
 My squad leader grabbed my shoulder and squeezed it tight `` Beautiful Comrade, but we need to go now. This war wo n't be won with us doing nothing.'' 
 
 I smiled and nodded, putting my gloves back on and taking my gun back in position. Quickly following our leader to the next war. 

