Thursday, January 06, 2005
Day Four.
This is Confederate Messenger EH, bringing a message from General Elena from Base Camp 1. Will you accept this letter, captain?
Dear friend,
The battle is finally over, the war is nearly over, and my men would be able to return to their families. The sweet smell of freedom is so close, so tantalising, but we know that the war is not over till we can confirm that the enemy has been defeated.
My men returned from the north with news that Respi and CVS are disengaging and scattering to the four winds. From the west came news that GI have routed, while a few more guerilla groups lay hidden in the surrounding jungles. Scouts have been sent out to reconnoiter the surrounding areas. And by God's grace, this war would truly be over, with us emerging victory.
Reinforcements are being sent in now, from what I heard from the High General, but till then, I fear I would not be returning. But bear no worries, my friend, for there would be no more fighting, just waiting, something I was never be able to do. My men are exhausted, our resources at bare minimum, but the spirit is high. The flag of freedom is already raised, our banner flagged high above us.
As I sit beside a warm blazing fire, my men are outside the tent celebrating and drinking. They are once again free, and by Lord let them be free men for a little longer before they are called back to arms. My friend, freedom never smelt sweeter, and it was worth every drop of blood my men spilt, every drop of sweat my men worked. And for that freedom, they will still ride to Hell and back.
Till I return, I remain your friend,
General Elena How.
Nobody knows... In the depths... of the sea...
a tear...drop... shed by... a mermaid...
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