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"WE SHALL FIGHT ON THE BEACHES, WE SHALL FIGHT ON THE LANDING GROUNDS" It was right there. It was right in front of them, teasing them by sitting just beyond their reach on the horizon. It was like you could blink and you would be there - you would be home. "WE SHALL FIGHT IN THE FIELDS AND IN THE STREETS" But the bombs reminded them. The fighter planes flew constantly overhead. Each time gunshots ensued, they grew further and further away from home, and they were reminded of the truth. "WE SHALL FIGHT IN THE HILLS" Kris and all other 400,000 soldiers around her were trapped - lined up along the beach of Dunkirk like waiting targets for the Germans. All they could do was wait at the shore with their heads filled with explosions and their eyes on the distant horizon - their hearts on home. "WE SHALL NEVER SURRENDER" + based on the movie DUNKIRK + short story/fanfiction + completed + unedited
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