"Wise men say, only fools rush in"- Lyrics from Elvis passed me as a thought as I wondered, is this really how it will end? The last stand of Sweden and Finland on its knees. Brothers who have laughed together, bled together, shared a meal together. When will the invaders be punished? When will we raise ourselves from having been beaten down to the ground?
In my heart I feel it's only a matter of time. My brothers and sisters still have hope and our pride has not been broken, I believe we will come back and when we do will the invaders alliances hold? Will they resist the brotherhood of Finland and Sweden? Our allegiances?
I fled from my safehouse in Halland to take refuge in the last Swedish stronghold of Gotland but when I arrived things were looking grim. Rain fell and my comrades eyes looked dimmer and it was as if they looked right through me. The war takes humanity from us and affects us in gruesome ways, some are still strong and stare down the enemy while others are nothing more than present at this moment in time and an empty shell of what once was life.
The shelter in which I now take refuge reeks of tulips, although war seems to have taken a stand still in our lands since news reached me that our finish friends have fallen we now have choices to make.
It has only been days since the mainland occupation of Sweden. Rumors of weakness from the enemy have already reached many ears and when I look at my brothers and sisters I can start seeing faint lines.
Faint stripes of yellow and blue.
May god have mercy on our souls.