Oh God…


The German soldier whose body they find…  Let’s see, went to school a short while, then put to work until his mid-30s as a laborer…

He’s the German version of who I was.

We really were killing our brothers.

Oh God…

That’s no time at all from feeling mildly uneasy to exactly the sort of emotions I was trying to avoid the last couple of days.  Already “face your fears” feels like the worst advice I could have given myself.  But consider the alternative…

(EDIT) I can kiss my attempt to stop being melodramatic goodbye too.  Damn it all!


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