Minarus' Diary; The Equestrian Civil War

Arriving on the front, my eyes were immediately draws to the sight of what I had been dreading throughout the trip... Wagon after wagon of the wounded being shipped back home... Their organs spilling out of their bodies, their faces melted like cheese in a microwave... They're bones, shattered as a vase dropped from a third floor window... And my god... I was about to walk into that... I was about to be where they were... Oh how a shiver ran down my back...

We were soon given our tools of which would cause immense chaos to the enemy and us, a tin helmet and an 'Eclipse .303 rifle'. Escpecially made for each of us in the factories of Luna's rebel army. Somewhere this rifle was crafted by skilled ponies, it's complexaties I've never seen before... And a projectile that kills without magic? I never believed it until I saw it and in that instant I was shifted along, a stampede of men carrying me to the front lines.

Now I'm in the trench lines within what they call a bed but I call it a plank of wood with a blanket. Sleepng accomodations aren't comfy but I heard we will soon be taking theirs! Hopefully we take Celestia's trench soon so we can move up and get a decent nights rest... We attack at dawn...