Story about war with vocabulary words.

A continuation of Sheyla’s story, these will not necessarily be next to each other in the final novel.

A valiant soldier defends his country. And Úlfr loses control after the death of his friend.

I started this story some time ago, and want to know if I should continue it. Please give me your opinion.

A skirmish in the morning before work.

This story tortures me so. They come to me in my dreams demanding my time and leaving me so restless. Not even being awake protects me anymore. They demand to tell me what happened. Why are they telling me? What is it they want of me?