March, 10, 1896

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March 10, 1896

I continue to see the fallout of the Great Plague everywhere I go, even now, 6 years later. Deserted cities and towns have an eerie stillness to them, with pockets of people still reeling from the effects of the disease.

We travel with care, as always, and I wish I could help the sick that I see... but there is nothing to be done. I can see that morale is low these days... I'm not surprised. War, disease, famine... men on both sides struggle to survive every minute of every day...

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