World Order

Oh yeah that’s what he did last

The soldier wore no helmet, neither did he seem to need one at that moment. A stiff neck, undoubtedly hard trained, supported his head, the only uncovered part of his. As expected, short hair, soldier's hair stood tightly cropped on his head. His colors were a little strange. One could say he had brown hair, but a more attentive look would reveal the mosaic of ginger, brown, sometimes blond patches that gave out the impression of light brown. His untended beard was the same, surrounding his tight, thin lips. Who knows how long since this man last smiled? Had he ever smiled at all?