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-Mention of the Second World War and what happened during it.
-physical and psychological violence

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When Daria had disappeared in the Russian icy cold, between all the trees, Bucky went back to his cozy warm cabin.

With a grin on his lips as he thought of Daria and how she had danced like Rumpelstiltskin through his living room, he sat back on the couch and curled up in the cozy wool blanket.

For a while he just lay there listening to the crackle of the fire in the fireplace and watched through the large window as individual snowflakes danced from the sky and slowly covered the wooden floor on his patio.

The last mission had involved little sleep and had been energy-sapping, so Bucky enjoyed the peace and quiet of his cabin.

Slowly he found it harder and harder to keep his eyelids open and after fighting fatigue for a few minutes, he gave up and allowed his body to sink into a deep sleep.

1943, Azzano / Italy

Only a few months ago Bucky had learned that he was going to be drafted as a soldier for the U.S. Army and since he had completed his basic training at Camp Lehigh he was now in Italy with his troop.

To be exact they were in Azzano on the border with Slovenia, not far from Tarvis and the border to Carinthia / Austria.

Together with his troop he was fighting on the front line against the Nazis.

In the last months such cruel images had burned into the heads of all that they were already now, at the beginning of their real tale of woe, tormented by nightmares.

In their eyes there was nothing they had not already seen.

Pictures of dead comrades and friends in the trenches.

Pictures of badly wounded soldiers.

Images of bombed cities, screaming women whose children lay dead in their arms or were snatched away.

Pictures Bucky never thought he would see, and yet he knew he would never again be the Bucky who left the States a few months ago.

In the quiet hours that remained, they tried as best they could to get some sleep or distract themselves with simple card games.

They tried as far as it was possible for them to fade out for this time of this bestial war.

But what would still expect them that was still uncertain to them.

The horror was to begin in late August 1943.

Bucky fought together with Dum Dum Dugan and Gabe Jones at the front against an attacking troop of the Nazis.

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