Postcards - Exhaustion

Two days of running, and the last six hours of it was on a busted ankle. I was also running low on water, and with only a few half-full magazines for my rifle, I stood no chance in a protracted firefight - especially with the CP or a band of marauders.

I had to rest - my foot couldn't take my weight anymore, and my lungs were on fire. Swallowing my gag reflex, I collapsed into the bus stop and gulped air for a while.

Can't stay here for very long, though - the CP wouldn't be long with their dogs.

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A redux of the picture "Too Tired to Fight," which was originally commissioned for Airsoft WarZone (that deal fell through when the administration stopped replying to my e-mail).

Done in orange Staedtler Tri-Liner pen.