My heart racing. If we make it back, all these slaves will be free. If only Alex was here; he'd know what to do. Do we charge or retreat.
Alex, how I long to see your beautiful eyes again. Such beauty both physical and intellectual.
My cheeks are red and my hair is sweating. God, I can't think straight. It hurts but I don't think I'll see him again.
"CHARGE!!" I scream because that may be our only hope.
Oomph. Oh, god. This hurts me so badly. Shit, that's a lot of blood. It won't stop bleeding from my chest. I may not live to see out glory but I will gladly join the - fight. And when - our children tell our story, they'll tell the story of ... tonight. Alex, I'm so sorry.