My love Amandine,

I’m writing you from the front. I’m afraid things are not going according to plan here at the Somme. I’ve been chosen as a forward artillery spotter as I’m the only one left in my platoon with 2 intact eyes. It’s a rather lonesome job and i regret to say I’ve found myself conversing with countless broken corpses here in no-mans land like a deranged person might. Oddly enough these dead soldiers appear to have been partly eaten rather than torn apart from 105mm howitzers. To combat my trench foot and the terrible mustard smell that hangs low in the air I’ll think of our summer in Barjois and how we’ll soon be back together again.

Until then, your love always,

Mathis Bastien DeLore’, Chulattle Artillery Brigade, 4th Army 1916 AD.

. #HeDied #tragiclove