Miss Freya Uki,


    Perhaps you think that I should have something clever or poignant to say, but for all my love of adventure, I have no gifts that can provide the perfect words for you.


    It is not enough to explain what it feels like to be with you, or how with every day I long to make a life with you.


    This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    You are the golden key to the storeroom that guards my happiness. I wanted time to be certain beyond a doubt that what we had was real.


    And the thought of losing you? When I got the call to go to the front, every time I leave I feel the icy fingers of death pointing at me. Each new time I leave could be my last.


    I love you and I cannot help it. I feel like a little pup doing mathematics when you are near. Time speeds up as you are with me and precious minutes become like seconds.


    Everytime I see you, I feel at home. I feel comforted knowing that you will make the right choice. I am a greedy mouse, and I want every second to have with you.


    Please find me when I return.


    Muk Chin-Hwa


    Quartermaster of Yellowrock