Dear Emilia,
I'm out on foot. The Germans passed by my hiding spot, they didn't suspect a thing. I'm in the middle of no where, I'm getting hungrier, thirstier. I have a canteen for water, all I have to do now is find a small river of sorts. Food is going to be Extremely hard to come upon. I've scanned a lot of land. I know for sure I'm on the border of crossing over to Germany due to flags with the Iron Cross on them, or I'm just on enemy territory. I've seen French Planes fly over me to go directly into battle. I tried to signal them but they usually are too fast and too focused to really look down at the ground. I've just spotted a German camp! It seems that there are only 3 guards posted there. I'm going to try to search the camp for any weapons, ammo, food, water, or even battle strategies. Wish me luck out there.
Yours truly,
Marco
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Dear Emilia
Historical FictionStory of a WW1 pilot who fatally gets shot down, and records his letters to his wife through his journal.
