Cole Burkhardt
speaker
1,091 appearances
6 recordings
1 series
first heard May 2026
last heard today
Cole Burkhardt’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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He had no wist in his hand, just the standard-issue rifle in his right, and a small, black obsidian stone in his left.
Don't go up that ladder, Dillinger.
He eyed the stone in his hand.
I'm here to stop you from doing that.
Confusion swam through Dillinger's mind.
He had a clear recollection of the moment he ran over the top that morning, and when the bullet pierced his side.
The endless hours of recuperation, hospital time, the discharge, the long, miserable passage home, the picking up and rebuilding of his civilian life.
All of it a facade.
The thrum of winds shook the sky.
The smell of homebound dawn faded.
Morning coffee and the weight of his 38 felt like dreams now fading upon waking.
The dreams he could no longer grasp, like entry wound smoke pouring out through his fingers.
The mud around him, thick with the scent of blood, death and decay, seemed to be the only thing that was real now.
Dillinger looked up through the haze of the great war that surrounded him.
The sky wasn't just smoke and fire anymore.
Something huge was blotting out the stars.
The sound, he'd thought in his primitive brain, was the beating of monstrous wings grew louder.
A rhythmic, paper-thin whomp, whomp, whomp that vibrated in his teeth.
Then, as a flare ignited the sky in a harsh magnesium white, he saw it, gargantuan, colossal, all-encompassing.
It wasn't a bird or the dive-bombing of a plane.
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