The Star of David

At the precipitous onset of June 6, 1944, there lies the souls of the 52nd Infantry Battalion of the U.S. Army. Pondering their soon-to-be, sure-to-be gruesome deaths at the hands of the Germans and fate itself. For one soldier, the decrepit, dilapidated nature of their position is hard to bear. The scars on their bodies, the sores on their souls, the weights on their minds as they take stock of their lives and what they will come to be. Why they will come to be. And yet, hope can always be found in the most unlikely of places, the most insignificant of wells. That well just happens to be the Star of David. A short fiction piece on philosophy and World War II. I hope you enjoy.