from Lavale's Diary

[cedarlock]

I remember watching the soldiers in my hometown when I was still a child. Everything seemed so routine, so placid, it never occurred to me that there was a war raging somewhere nearby. One of the men, Twenty-two Twenty Seven, I think he was called, would stop by the little pile of stones at the end of the walk by my house every morning on his way

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