The Siege
After eight years of strenuous siege, we feel our strengths abandon us. The troop does not have any more emotional endurance. Getting supplies has become impossible. Therefore, we feed on stray cats and dogs. We quench our thirst by drinking muddy water. We are being decimated by starvation, plague, and infections. A lot of companions talk to themselves during the very few hours of rest. Others have already deserted. Yet, almost everyone is affected by a state of madness that has filled our minds with mists: we are no longer aware whether we are the besiegers or the besieged.