The Triage of Kharon’s Fall: Chapter 1: Triage Under Green Fire

The sky over Kharon’s Fall did not burn or thunder. It changed—thin clouds sliced by pale green light that erased rock, steel, and men without sound or mercy. When the Necrons arrived, there was no warning fit for a siren.Medicae-Sergeant Elowen Markham came down with the first wave, her hands trained for triage, her conscience already under fire. In the chaos of a collapsing landing zone—where faith was shouted as loudly as orders and fear spread faster than wounds—Elowen made choices no doctrine could sanitize. She treated the dying, defied a priest, and whispered prayers she could never speak aloud.As ancient machines advanced in perfect silence and Imperial lines dissolved into panic, Elowen learned that survival would demand more than skill. It would demand clarity: about truth, about worship, and about the cost of loving people in a world that devours them.This was not a story of heroes standing tall against the darkness.It was a story of a medic kneeling in the dust, choosing who to carry, who to leave, and who she would refuse to become—while the war, indifferent and relentless, pressed closer.And the worst was still coming.Reformed Theologian GPT: https://chat.openai.com/g/g-XXwzX1gnv-reformed-theologianYoutube: https://www.youtube.com/@ReformedExplainerSpotify Music: https://open.spotify.com/artist/1t5dz4vEgvHqUknYQfwpRI?si=e-tDRFR2Qf6By1sAcMdkdwhttps://buymeacoffee.com/edi2730