Emily Anderson

[LegendOfTheWolf]

Dear Diary,

A lot has happened, the more I think I’m remembering, the less I know.
The last thing I remember was the battle over Leeds, the Gallic forces began to mounting an attack, and we engaged the fleet, and lost. I thought I had escaped, but I guess that was my own arrogance. I awoke in a small refugee camp on Leeds bandaged up. By the looks of things, I was out longer than any normal person would’ve been.
It was a good thing I did awake because the Gallic forces had begun bombarding Leeds. Luckily, I escaped with a man named Scott. We managed to get to New London but found it ravaged.… The Bretonians called it a victory. it didn’t seem like a victory to me…

I can’t help to thinking I could’ve been out there fighting, doing more. Everywhere I fly in Bretonia is a constant reminder of the war, even during the War with Rheinland I didn’t see such destruction…
I’ve currently been released from medical, my time there was… horrible, to say the least. Everyone I remember is gone… Even Steve is gone now, killed on Freeport One, like hell… What happened?!
Even Doc Holiday is wanted nowadays, I might not have known him much, but he was there when I was pregnant, he was there when no man was…

God damn it! We shouldn’t have lost so much! Even the Reavers have been lost to time…
I’ll have to see if there are any of my friends from USI and the LSF remain… but even the LSF has been breached… God damn…
Where do I stand within Sirius now? The Reavers are gone, friends disappeared. No… No… I know where I stand, Gallia caused all this war, and destruction, I don’t care for the enemies I make. Gallia caused this… and by god I’ll avenge the fallen, war over or not.
Em' Out[/b]

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