*In the Dark Night* It was a dark, quiet night. I stood on the watchtower, gripping my weapon tightly, my eyes scanning the shadows of the forest in front of me. Everything seemed calm… too calm. Suddenly, my phone vibrated softly. It was a call from my *beloved mother*. I answered in a low voice, whispering: > "Hi Mama... how are you?" Her warm voice filled my heart: > "I’m okay, my dear. Are you safe? Take care of yourself." Hearing her words made me feel safe—even in the middle of the night, even in the middle of nowhere. For a moment, I forgot where I was. For a moment, I was just a son missing his mother. But then— 💥 *A distant explosion.* 🔊 *Whispers in the woods.* *The enemy was approaching.* I had been distracted… and it almost cost us. I dropped my phone, grabbed my weapon, and shouted: > "Enemy at the eastern side! Everyone get ready!" Alarms rang. Soldiers rushed to their positions. We fought hard… and we pushed them back. That night, we saved the