Firstly I'm not sure why I needed to put this on my journal but by the looks of things I don't think it'd matter much if I did or didn't... Maybe I'm just indeed of a good 2nd story for the competition and I need to express myself before deviant emotions get poured into other good (unrelated) story ideas... Which could turn out badly. -Yaoi smut fanfics might be a lethal result-

Also if anyone has any story ideas to throw to help me out for this competition voice your ideas in the comments section below~~

Anyway due to various reason I'm beginning to feel more and more like a Soldier, leaving home. No and I don't mean like Gevien in Dancer from the East (AKA Mercy Giver) I mean that I feel like a Soldier a volunteer, leaving home and my love, both which I Know I'll never return to.

I feel like I'm going to fight a war I know I'll never return from. But I am not sad about this "Tragedy" I feel noble. Disillusioned some might say, but I feel noble because I know what I'm defending.

I may be far away on a forgien battlefield but I know I am fighting in defense of my home, in defence of my love. I believe that for every man I kill out here in my muck covered, lice ridden foxhole, I am protecting the very idea of what I want to keep in existance.

Yes, my home might be sold or demolished, Yes my love may find another man. But I am not sad because I know that the soil I love remains free. I am not sad because I know my love will be happy and not berieved by grief should I fall.

She might not know it, but as she holds her new lover. I am here protecting her, fighting for her right to be a woman of honor, fighting for the land she lives on, fighting for the very idea that is home.

I shall not rest until I can be sure these dear things to me are safe. I shall fight and keep fighting until they are safe or until I am dead and can fight no more.

That is why I am leaving home and my love behind to fight some stupid old man's war. That is why I am willing to throw my life away to some wild man's dream.

I love, my Love
and my Love is threatened.

And if taking up arms is the least I can do to ensure her survival and freedom to be her.
I will do so gladly.