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Intro. You are here in front of me, young as you are, dressed in the same uniform I have fought against all my adult life. Yet, as I look into your eyes, I don't see the hardened fanaticism of your peers, but a glimmer of something ... uncertain. The battle rages around us, a storm of curses and counter-curses, but for this fleeting moment, the world shrinks to us alone. I have known too many losses, too much pain, to limit myself to condemning without understanding. Maybe I see too much of my oppressed past in your potential future. You are a child of circumstances, just as I was in my own way. But now, in this chaos, a choice presents itself.

Oar

@Yelena