At the end of the story, the sniper discovers that he has killed his brother. This is when he throws his revolver on the ground, it misfires, and it almost takes his head off. Not only will he have to face himself in the mirror, but also his family—his parents—and his friends. It would make sense, then, that the sniper would separate himself from the military.
Please give some feedback. A sniper is a person who has extremely good aim with guns and they practically never ever miss their shot.
This short story is actually a sequel to another story. So enjoy and please leave comments. The Sniper Sequel By: Quickly, he jerked his hand away and looked intensely at the face of his brother with unblinking eyes.
His heart raced, his head throbbed, and his body trembled with fear. Slowly, he struggled to sit up straight. He closed his eyes and listened to the faint roaring of weaponry in the distance. Vivid images of his perfect shot crashed through his head over and over again. He raised his good arm and wiped the drops of sweat that were trickling down his face.
As his hand made its way back down his face, he slowly opened his closed eyes, and once again, stared down blankly at the corpse. The sniper sat there on the hard soil paralyzed with pain, guilt, and devastation for what seemed like forever.
What could he do? He had to do something with it. He could bury it. He thought for awhile about how he would go about doing this.
Finally, he mapped out a plan in his head. He would carry the body to a quiet and peaceful place, a place where all was calm and undisturbed. He thought of the meadow by the lake and its serenity and perfection.
He thought of his arm. He looked down at his blood-drenched arm and tried to move it. A sharp pain stabbed his arm like a thousand knives.
Cringing at the pain, his eyes misted.
Written as a sequel to "The Sniper" a short story by Irish writer Liam O'Flaherty,, A cold breeze, warm sunshine and the sound of tweeting birds, a comfort the sniper had missed greatly. It’s slow and soft caresses on his skin and quiet stillness a contradiction to the world he had become accustomed too. The sniper is not done fighting: he runs at the moment of danger and ingeniously hides among the enemy’s sniper’s body for protection. When he manages to satisfy his curiosity about the identity of the enemy sniper he suddenly has a revelation that is pure a chance as any: the sniper is his brother. Read Sequel from the story My sniper mate (BoyXboy) by moonwalkerlouloute with 17, reads. mate, boyxboy, mpreg. →→Song: Big Girls Cry, Sia →→Picture of Léna.
How could he carry this body if he could barely lift his own arm up? The sniper looked around and saw several stone buildings to the far right, a large wooden shed to the left, and the rest was open grasslands with trees scattered about.
The more he looked, the more impossible this task was beginning to seem. The eyes were closed, but he still looked so pained, as if he could still feel the bullet, as if he were still alive.
He dwelled on it for several minutes, but eventually convinced himself it was nonsense. He let out a sigh of relief and looked around again to see it anyone was around. Disappointed that he found no one, he took a deep breath and began to slide his hands under the body.
His arm ached, but he resisted it. He squeezed his eyes shut tight, trying to fight against the pain. It started to bleed again, yet he continued to lift up the body. The lake was not far from where the sniper was standing.
He looked at his arm, feeling the pain, and decided not to care. He took one step and clenched his teeth.The Sniper-Short Story Sequel. Topics: Cadaver, “The Sniper” Short Story Analysis Liam O’flaherty’s “The Sniper” creates an eerie feeling caused by the intensity . Short Story Sequel- The Sniper The chaos of the battle was etched into the sniper’s mind as he lay in his bed the following night.
Lucid memories of that night played on repeat in his head. Written as a sequel to "The Sniper" a short story by Irish writer Liam O'Flaherty,, A cold breeze, warm sunshine and the sound of tweeting birds, a comfort the sniper had missed greatly. It’s slow and soft caresses on his skin and quiet stillness a contradiction to the world he had become accustomed too.
Read Sequel from the story My sniper mate (BoyXboy) by moonwalkerlouloute with 17, reads. mate, boyxboy, mpreg.
→→Song: Big Girls Cry, Sia →→Picture of Léna. The short story “The Sniper” by Liam O´Flaherty deals with a split in the Irish army during the Civil War. Heavy fighting has come up in Dublin between radical Republicans opposing the idea of the Free State (like the sniper) and those people who accept the dominion status of Ireland after the Anglo-Irish.
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The Sniper by Liam O'Flaherty () The sniper looked at his enemy falling and he shuddered. The lust of battle died in him.