Man at War – Excerpt No. 56

“I… was married for two years but she died of consumption.”

“That’s a shame,” Marc said. “I’ve been where you are, but it was my mother.”

“Thank you, Sir,” Murphy said

“There’s no better motivation than knowing there’s someone back home waiting for you.”

a cinematic photo of a woman with long black hair and piercing green eyes, sitting at a vintage wooden desk writing a letter with a fountain pen, her facial expression contemplative and nostalgic, her skin a soft porcelain complexion, on the writing desk there's a framed black and white picture of a soldier in uniform, the scene is set in 1915, with a warm golden light casting a glow on the woman's face, the photography style is reminiscent of old film noir, with deep shadows and high contrast, the woman's attire is a long elegant dress with intricate lace details, and the background is a blurred rendition of a cozy study with old books and leather armchairs.

Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.



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