𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗛𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗠𝗔𝗦 𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗖𝗘
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  • Reads 36
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  • Parts 2
  • Time 13m
Ongoing, First published Jan 12, 2023
A story of how two brave souls from opposing countries risked everything to cross the safety of their barb-wired trenches and meet each other halfway, despite the potential consequence of an abrupt end. 

A story of the unquenchable fear, the ache of longing and the fight of hope's survival during everlasting despair.

A story of how Christmas laid arms to rest. 

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⚠️ 𝖣𝖨𝖲𝖢𝖫𝖠𝖨𝖬𝖤𝖱 ⚠️: This is a work of historical fiction mostly inspired by the Sainsbury Christmas advert, but also the event itself. The Christmas Truce of 1914 was indeed a real life event, however the characters within the story are fictitious. I have tried do some accurate research of the Christmas Truce, but there are many different accounts that display many different things. Some events in the Christmas Truce are not exactly concrete which made this story quite difficult to write with 100% accuracy, so this is merely an interpretation!

𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗗: 𝗝𝗮𝗻𝘂𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝟭𝟭, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯
𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗗: 𝗧𝗯𝗱

𝗨𝗣𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗦: 𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗪𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆 (𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗿 𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀)
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