musket prologue: chapter 3,

Story by clandestinity on SoFurry

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#4 of musket

this is the third chapter in the series musket. joshua is starting to get a bit emotional


joshua

union, 7th regiment, minnesota

camp release,

october 5th 1862

thank you for sending those lemons for me. however i have something to tell you.i am enraged! i have just found out that the money we receive may not be able to be used home! this is a severe attack to the dream that i have had of us! i am at a lost of ideas, the money that i was going to gain was for us to have a life together without us being reliant on your parents or my parents or anyone else. i will still send you the money, for in case if we want to move to the location where the money is actually worth something.

another problem, i haven't been able to sleep well. i would be afraid to death that when i sleep, the battle would come rushing back to me, it's ugly face leering at me, telling me that i am next; so i would not sleep for the entire night. another night i would believe that it would be safe for me to rest, so i go to sleep, only for that damned dream to come to me, in all it's oppressive and noisome glory, boody detail after bloody detail. i have talked to the preacher that visits and i have prayed to god, begging him to make all of the dreams stop, but with all of this the only thing i recieve is more dreams and silence. why is it that one man who has never prayed once is more successful than the man that would rather die than go a day without praying? why is it that i can not rid of these dreams? why is god ignoring me? normally i would ask once and then i would get an idea on how to achieve what it is that i desire. however, now, when i ask, nothing happens, i no longer get this idea i was hoping for.

the soldiers are starting to distance themselves from me. they say i am starting to become harder to talk to, i am now known in our regiment as 'the soldier everyone knows yet, no one knows' they say that i am slowly becoming more aggressive, that i was not the same man that i was when i enlisted. all i say is that they can go back to whatever hole they crawled from.

sincerly,

joshua

musket prologue: chapter 4,

susan townsfolk, seamstress, wisconsin october 6th, 1862 dear joshua, i have some grave news to tell you, last week your father had fallen gravely ill. it would take all of his strength to sit up only to have to be carried like a pup just to sit....

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musket prologue: chapter 2

**joshua** **union, 7th regiment, Minnesota,** **Fort ridgely,** **september 23, 1862** **dear susan,** **i have killed an anthro. i have asked god for forgiveness and i hope he accepts. i now know that when in a battle, your reflexes directly...

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musket prologue: chapter one, intro

Joshua, Union, 7th regiment, Minnesota Fort Snelling, August 16, 1862 well Susan, i have finally found the time to write when i was not tired from the drills and guard duty and whatnot. when we woke up we drilled, after meals, we drilled, before...

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