As the burning sun gently merges with the distant desert dunes, our soldiers lay down their swords to mend their battle wounds and rest in preparation of another day of gruesome battle. While they close their eyes, hoping to drift off into dreams of their abandoned families on the peaceful English country side, a distant thumping of the earth grips their attention.
Listening closely and you may hear the shouting and rumbling of ten thousand bloodthirsty men, marching across the desert plains. We can calm our men and put their fears to rest for now, but deep inside we know that whoever is leading those men will not rest until their corpses are consumed by the desert.
You should rest now too, the time for action will soon be upon us.