My dear friend William,

 
    Mark has shut his doors on us. I had went to visit him, but all I was met with was locked gates this morning. I had try to call for one of the butlers, but no one came to see me.

I'll try again soon, but for now, that is for future to worry about.

I heard you and your troops were able to invade one of larger strongholds in the German army. Congratulations, my dear friend!

Soon, I hope you will finally be back with us. It's nearly been four years of war, and only half of one since your last visit.

I miss you, William. I miss my best friend being there by my side during the cold nights at the bar, the two of use sharing whiskey as we cheer about our latest victory together.

Do you remember the time you couldn't even walk, so I had asked Mark to come by to help? Celine was so angry when we came back, I thought she would curse us for being so idiotic.

Those were the good times. I'm sad to even think of how badly I miss them.

Take care, William, I'll see you when you come home.

- Damien