Jubilant Potluck by Grundy

No Victory, No Return

Title is prompt given for Jubilee Instadrabbling by CloudyHymns

In the back of the battalion was no good place to be. The officers used whips to keep them moving. But he hadn’t managed to win the scramble for place when they last formed up, so he was stuck for it. He wondered if the thrice-damned fire-eyed elves had to be whipped into place – or if their commanders spurred them on with cheerful proclamations like ‘no victory, no return!’ Not much of a motivation, really. He had little desire to return to caverns and the endless preparations for war. Win or lose, there had to be something better than this.