As the drum roll started on that day, heard a hundred miles away, it signaled the beginning of an apocalyptic symphony. A million shells were fired, leaving behind fields turned to grey as the bombardment lasted all day long. The heavily defended forts now had their trap sprung, and the battle commenced in earnest - a brutal dance between life and death on the fields of Verdun. Descending into darkness, soldiers found themselves entrenched in a world 303 days below the sun. They were part of an endless cycle of father and son, falling one by one under the relentless gunfire that showered upon them like divine judgement. There was nowhere to run as they fought for their lives amidst the chaos, each loss echoing through time - a haunting reminder of war's brutal reality. The trenches slowly turned into muddy graves, swallowing soldiers whole as floodwaters rose around them. Death lurked in every corner, waiting patiently to claim its next victim, filling the trenches with blood and turning once verdant fields into wastelands devoid of grass. The spirit of resistance fought against the madness of war, leaving behind a landscape scarred by loss and pain. "Thou shalt go no further," they were told, as the enemy made their stand. But instead of retreating, soldiers charged forward, facing the lead head-on, joining the dead in the fields where they lay. They fought without questioning why - bound together by a shared sense of duty and honor that transcended mortal understanding. Amidst this maelstrom of violence and despair, one truth emerged: war was not about glory or victory; it was about sacrifice and survival. As the echoes of battle reverberated through time, these brave souls left behind a legacy etched in blood and mud - a testament to humanity's capacity for both love and destruction., photorealistic, surrealistic, very detailed, Background Light, Artificial light, spotlight, sunlight, daylight, cinematic lighting, Detail, Full body, close-up, Portrait, side view, Birds-eye view, --size 1920x1280, 6:19