Dearest Sherlock,
Everything is fine here. The conflicts seem to calm down more and more. I now have more opportunities to sit together with others. We often play cards or rugby. One of my soldiers, William, is very homesick. It's his first deployment abroad. We try to distract him a little. He's still so young. I can hardly remember how I started out back then.
I miss you. I miss your smile, that special smile of yours, that is meant only for me.
Love,
John