Dearest Beth,
Our march to Tennessee was a triumphant one as we tasted victory against the invading gold miners in our last battle.  Only if we would’ve known what these men they call Titans had planned for us.  Our young officer, Capt. Brissett, lead our battalion with great leadership.  But neither he nor I could have known that these men, these Titans, were nothing short of immortal.  Like me, their General also has nagging battle wounds, but he led his Titans to victory.  Their swords and shields are as much a part of them as their own beating hearts.  I look forward to one day soon, rejoining my men in the trenches, and reclaiming our days of victory…
Love Always

General A. Luck