“I was a soldier in the War of Northern Aggression, it was well over a century and a half ago. One evening while I was on patrol, a finely dressed gentleman strode from the woods toward camp. Before I could even challenge him, his eyes burned into mine. I felt him flip through my thoughts as a man might the pages of a book. As I fell to my knees, I knew him to be my master, my lord. I would serve and love him unswervingly-walk through the gates of Heaven or Hell for him. I wept to think he may look away.”
– Jedadiah White, Private, Confederate States Army(deceased).
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