Soldier's Sorrow

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I'm out of my time. I don't know how long I was out, but this arm is not my own. That was before I was frozen. Most of that time was while I wasn't myself, but I remembered faces. Mainly hers. She had bright red hair and a face I would never forget. She was my first mission partner, but I couldn't say anything to her. They kept me muzzled, but she'd always say calming things. She'd sing to me when I couldn't sleep, and it was wonderful.

Then one day, she left and never came back. My former masters never knew how to make me sleep, or make me forget her. I'd pretend to forget, but she always haunted my dreams, but she wasn't there to help with the nightmares.

She was the only good in that time. My little spy.

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