The footsteps of the enemy drew ever nearer. Suddenly, the tent hos pital became a blazing inferno.
Burning canvas collapsed onto itself, smothering soldiers in a fiery embrace, their pain extinguished only as
their souls ascended skyward. The acrid stench of burning fabric and charred flesh filled the air, suffocating
every breath and revealing the full horror of the catastrophe.
With tears streaming down his cheeks, Ahmet Cemal staggered away from the flattened area of smol ...