Dear John,
How I wish there was another way, a solution, a way out. I would do anything for there to be one. But it is simply impossible. I cannot think of a single way that we should be able to remain together after the end of this war.
You, John, are simply the bravest and most kind man I have ever met, and for that you will always have my respect. I must be one lucky man, to have met a man like you during the most desperate times in my life. Somehow, through the darkness, the violence and the bitter cold you give me hope. A hope that I believe no other man could ever comprehend under these circumstances. I love you dearly. Nothing will ever change that, even if we are forced to spend decades apart in the lives that society has planned.
Love from James.
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Love on the Field
Historical FictionI don't work on this often, it's pretty much discontinued. What are the chances that two bachelors with not an ounce of experience of fighting are called to fight in The Great War? They viewed this as both an adventure and a curse, the danger was te...
