[ WP ] A soldier on the front dies in the middle of writing a letter home . It is finished and sent by the man who killed him .

Dearest Dorothy, 
 I am sorry I could n't write sooner. We landed on Sicily earlier this morning and are about to proceed forward. I figured since I would n't be able to jot down anything later, I'd write this now. When the silence of Hell is quiet and peaceful, the breeze here reminds me of the day we snuck out and wandered down to the beach late at night. I am not the smartest man, but for some reason, I remember the details a lot better now that you're miles away from me. You wore the dress your dad gave to you on your birthday. You know, the one that you hated but I thought really made you look like the goddess you are. You never liked speaking of yourself, but you are the most beautiful person I have ever met. I can still see your smile as we laid in the tall grass on the hill... 
 
 Your smile brings me to the place I always needed to go. The most beautiful spot I will ever know and always be able to escape to. To forget this war, to head back to your arms, and to never let you go for the rest of my life. Understand that no matter what happens here, no matter the God awful things we all do to each other, that I will always love you and watch over you. Take care of my parents for me and I will be in your arms again. Soon my love. Soon. 
 
 Sincerely, 
 Your lover
