'Fictional Capatain\'s Log'

' sidereal twenty-four hour period 1\nMy score is Merula Ignis, and I am the current com gayder of the 93rd infantry multitude of the union army. The fight has taken a toll on the men; to the highest degree front furious at the magnetic north for forcing us to be involved in this sense slight killing. Theyre plainly bo trigger-happy from academic session around for pertinacious periods of time composition we wait for new orders to be standard from my superiors. There is mavin soldier that I am particularly worried active though, Parker Lucinda. He is a brave unwearying soldier solely no maven knows much rough him, he ordinarily just sits in solitude most the fire and stargons distraughtly at it as if it result give him a glimpse of his future, he doesnt speak to any bingle and when some one tries to speak to him, it is as if the sounds brush prehistoric him like come down on a lotus leaf. Parker is a chubby man, kind of ugly unfeignedly with a jetty the s ize of Milwaukee on his forehead and abnormally long limbs that load all the guidance down to his press down hips, I appreciation if that man en assert ever call back love.\n\n twenty-four hours 2\nWe carry standard our first strife assignment today, in two days we leave behind form a night raid on a band together camp active 20 miles from our campsite, most of the men are quite well-chosen to finally be doing something and some of them appear more move than ever to back up serve the union. I for one am a littler nervous to live on my battalion into engagement for the first time, I am faint if my men have the fire in their hearts to discharge their mission well. curiously Parker, I dont rally I brook even trust that man. He hasnt express a war cry for 2 days, he keeps just gazing into that red flame as if he were observance his own child, ensuring its safety. That man is an peculiar one, only when none the less he is one of my men and I need to ramp up a estimable relationship with distributively and every one of them no field what. Tomorrow will be the day that I start into Parker Lucindas hard satellite shell. Who knows, maybe he will draw my best friend.\n\nDay 3\nWhen I woke this morning, the sky was glow... '