turnsheet_bureau:eternity:chris [Contagion]

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======Chris R. Lincoln======
Soldier, Doctor, Ruler

//There will come a soldier, hand open and grasp firm.//\\
//He will take you within his walls, oh-lei oh-lai oh-lo.//\\
//Oh-lei, oh-lai, oh-lei, oh-lo,//\\
//He will take you within his walls, oh-lei oh-lai oh-lo.//\\

//There will come a doctor, heart trembling and cold.//\\
//She will do what she must do, oh-lei oh-lai oh-lo.//\\
//Oh-lei, oh-lai, oh-lei, oh-lo,//\\
//She will do what she must do, oh-lei oh-lai oh-lo.//\\

//There will come a ruler, heartbroken, betrayed and scorned.//\\
//He will fall but take his toll, oh-lei oh-lai oh-lo.//\\
//Oh-lei, oh-lai, oh-lei, oh-lo,//\\
//He will fall but take his toll, oh-lei oh-lai oh-lo.//\\
//Oh-lei, oh-lai, oh-lei, oh-lo,//\\
//He did fall and took his toll, oh-lei oh-lai oh-lo.//\\

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A grave lies within the evergreen redwood forest that flanks the great mountains of Din Talin. What lies within has been left to fade beyond the realm of memory, a fate that much of the surrounding area shares. But a mark remained: a rifle barrel stuck in the ground, and a pair of dog tags hanging from it. The name is still legible, if anyone cared to read it.

>Chris Rosemary Lincoln\\
>Din Talin Armed Forces\\
>Captain, 18th Company, 24th Regiment, 52nd Division\\
>B-\\
>24/0-/----\\

Some days, through the corner of one's eye, a man could be seen sitting on the logs of the old patrol camps. He looked young, with cropped brown hair and signs of a stubble fiercely resisting many, many shaves. He didn't do much, just sat and looked out at the road. If you looked at him properly, he would vanish. A trick of the light, almost.

That was a while ago. He's found peace now.

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