We walked back to the barracks last night. All of us thoroughly exhausted. It was a scene of devastation. And yet, as I looked at it, a strange feeling came over me. The setting sun had lit up the water in the shell holes so they looked like pools of gold, and I felt a presence there, greater that all this. Such peace, Edward. And I thought of you, dear friend, and I knew I’d see you again. Either in this world or the hereafter.(с)
