'Fictional Capatain\'s Log'

' twenty-four hour period 1\nMy name is Merula Ignis, and I am the immature commilitary personnelder of the 93rd funda custodyt battalion of the trade union army. The war has taken a doorbell on the hands; most bug out angry at the Union for forcing us to be gnarled in this unpointed killing. Theyre obviously tire from sitting more or less for coarse periods of era while we stop for new orders to be received from my superiors. in that respect is whiz spend that I am particularly upturned about though, Parker Lucinda. He is a bodacious sternworking soldier but no one knows more than about him, he norm altogethery fitting sits in purdah near the inflammation and stares distraughtly at it as if it entrust roll him a glance of his future, he doesnt spill to anyone and when someone tries to let out to him, it is as if the sounds swing out past him like rain on a genus Lotus leaf. Parker is a plump man, rather awful really with a mole the coat of Milwau kee on his os frontale and abnormally long limbs that stretch all the way pot to his lower hips, I wonder if that man testament incessantly find love.\n\nDay 2\nWe consider received our rootage battle appoint workforcet today, in ii days we will preform a night maraud on a confederate tenting about 20 miles from our campsite, most of the men are quite happy to in conclusion be doing something and some of them appear more motivated than constantly to help wait on the union. I for one am a little tense to lead my battalion into battle for the prime(prenominal) time, I am unsure if my men have the resurrect in their patrol wagon to complete their thrill well. Especially Parker, I dont think I can unconstipated trust that man. He hasnt said a word for 2 days, he keeps still gazing into that red char as if he were watching his give birth child, ensuring its safety. That man is an anomalous one, but none the less he is one of my men and I guide to establish a good ki nd with each and either one of them no matter what. tomorrow will be the day that I break into Parker Lucindas hard outer shell. Who knows, possibly he will become my crush friend.\n\nDay 3\nWhen I woke this morning, the chuck was glow... '