And there, in between craning poppy fields, amidst bugle sounds and battle cries, there ascended a young pigeon. Its name, Zenith, had a piece of correspondence attached to its leg which stood to alter the balance of warfare. Avoiding flashing bullets and billowing smokes, Zenith pressed on. Its belly bore the hopes of a whole battalion. Tired and wounded, the dove finally reached the area of the command post. The soldiers rejoiced raising their morale. That was the case thanks to the bravery of Zenith the support forces came in assistance handing the victory to them. In warring circumstances, any amount of hope can be contained even in the smallest of creatures.
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