Short Story of the Day, The Sniper by Liam O’Flaherty

“I was born on a storm-swept rock and hate the soft growth of sun-baked lands where there is no frost in men’s bones. ”
― Liam O’Flaherty

Diana, Augustus Saint-Gaudens, Sydney and Walda Besthoff Sculpture Garden

Though I am partially of Irish heritage (and Scottish and German and Native American and ???) I know nothing of Irish history. This short story is set in the Battle of Dublin in June of 1922 and it an arresting testament to the horrors of war and the particular horrors of civil war. I think it might get me to do some research and reading. Another rabbit hole.

The Sniper by Liam O’Flaherty

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