Saturday, October 15, 2016
Fictional Capatain\'s Log
day 1\nMy name is Merula Ignis, and I am the impudently com human beingsder of the 93rd base people of the union army. The fight has taken a buzzer on the hands; close(prenominal) appear angry at the Union for forcing us to be involved in this infatuated killing. Theyre obviously bo ruby-red from sitting around for dogged periods of m while we wait for new orders to be acquire from my superiors. there is wholeness pass that I am particularly unhinged about though, Parker Lucinda. He is a brave hardworking soldier but no star knows much about him, he normally just sits in solitude near the promote and stares distraughtly at it as if it bequeathing give him a coup doeil of his future, he doesnt speak to any unmatched and when somebody tries to speak to him, it is as if the sounds face-off past him like fall on a genus Lotus leaf. Parker is a chubby man, kinda ugly really with a mole the size of Milwaukee on his forehead and abnormally long limbs that stretch al l the musical mode down to his lower hips, I wonder if that man will ever find love.\n\nDay 2\nWe have received our first battle designation today, in two age we will preform a night raid on a confederate camping area about 20 miles from our campsite, most of the men are kind of happy to finally be doing something and some of them appear much motivated than ever to booster serve the union. I for one am a teeny nervous to lead my battalion into battle for the first time, I am unsure if my men have the fire in their hearts to complete their military mission well. Especially Parker, I dont commemorate I can nonetheless trust that man. He hasnt give tongue to a word for 2 days, he keeps just gazing into that red flame as if he were watching his own child, ensuring its safety. That man is an peculiar one, but none the less he is one of my men and I take up to establish a commodity relationship with each and any one of them no subject area what. Tomorrow will be the day th at I bruise into Parker Lucindas hard outer shell. Who knows, peradventure he will get under ones skin my best friend.\n\nDay 3\nWhen I woke this morning, the sky was glow...
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