الصوت المشترك

Jessie stepped forward slowly. Each step took him closer to the edge of the camp. Closer to risk. Closer to everything he needed. He stopped just before the open clearing. From here, he could see inside. Soldiers moving between tents and crates. One area marked with medical supplies. Jessie’s hand tightened slightly at his side. This was it. He took a breath. Then stepped forward again. Crossing the line from bush… Into the army camp.