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The Way: A Warrior's Demise

Dear friend, I remembered the way.

The battles bathed in blood were never forgotten as my blade dulled from each swinging breath. Each swing just as powerful as the last. Yet, the last blow always held time still. As if God himself silenced the world for a moment to grieve the fallen.

I remembered the enemy's last blow. You were suspended in time as well. I claimed your attacker's life, came to your side, and mourned. But you told me, "Do not fret, my friend. I go to a place where rust and death breathes no more. But you. You must fight forward until freedom reigns again."

At the time, I did not know where to venture. But, your last words rang true years later.

I saved our nation, but at the cost of my life. Yet, freedom reigned as I no longer lived within my fallen body. I'm at the place where rust and death breathes no more. And, unknown to me, this was always home. Home where I will find you because I truly remember the way.

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Made in 2015