Daily cycle of war.

 Morning: the first bullet.

Noon: mental detachment stemming from exhaustion. Half the day is over, and that brings a slight lull. Teeth are clenched, and it is endured.

Evening: a soldier utterly shattered, face ruined, teeth broken, exhausted—yet raising his fist into the air defiantly, indicating “liberation.”
Night: wounds are dressed. Supplies are prepared. Tools are renewed. The next day’s struggle awaits.
Next morning: repeat.