A Promise Sealed with the March of Time

It was as though the heavens were also grieving the deaths of his sons, for the fog of battle seemed to cling to the ground, heavy and oppressive. The blood-soaked fields, which had previously been verdant, served as a somber reminder of the carnage of war.

"When the war is over, we'll get married and the earth will grow flowers like you, and your womb will carry the most beautiful girl in the universe". A letter found in the pocket of one of the dead soldiers, 1939.

In the midst of bloodshed and hopelessness, a crumpled envelope was found in the grip of a dead soldier. Its tattered edges revealed age and use, and within was a story that would soon unfold in flesh.

The year was 1939, and the great war was inevitable. Whispers and rumors spread through the streets as countries prepared themselves for battles.

In the midst of this tyranny, Benjamin and Caroll had found solace in each other's embrace, a beacon of hope in the darkness that surrounded them. They had met in secret, stealing moments of love. Their love had blossomed in the shadows of uncertainty, fueled by the idea that tomorrow was never sure.

The letter spoke of a life they dreamed of living—but not knowing that the underworld would swallow the life and snatched it away too soon. In his words, Benjamin painted a vivid picture of a world reborn after the war,where beauty will once again adorn the earth. A world where the innocence and purity of their love would lead to the birth of a daughter, a girl destined to be the most beautiful in the universe.

As the war intensified, Benjamin was called to the front lines, leaving Caroll behind, heartbroken. Caroll felt as though death was calling. They clung to each other through letters; their words were their lifeblood, connecting their souls across a great abyss of uncertainty. The weight of their hopes, dreams and the painful distance separating them were borne in every letter.

Months stretched into years, and the war wove its deadly maze, claiming countless lives and leaving behind a trail of shattered dreams. As the war swallowed up Benjamin's every waking moment, the letters became fewer and farther between. Caroll grew to fear every knock at her door, the dread of a messenger bearing ill tidings weighing heavily on her heart.

Then, on that fateful day, a mail arrived, bearing the most distressing news one heart could carry. Benjamin, her beloved, had fallen in battle. The words etched across her heart as deep wounds, tearing away any semblance of happiness that remained. In that moment, the world, so full of hope, collapsed into a void of despair.

With every letter now carrying the weight of a broken promise, Caroll was devastated. The dreams they had woven together were nothing more than fragile threads torn apart by the ravages of war. She was plagued by a constant agony that plagued every waking moment. She hung on to the letters, clinging to their shared experiences and finding comfort in the shards of their love.

Caroll knew then that she had the power to make their dreams come true. She planted vibrant and beautiful flowers around Benjamin's resting place, allowing the earth to remember his words of hope. Slowly, the seeds of their love sprouted, spreading their colorful petals across the once barren land.

Caroll's womb, once vibrant with the promise of life, had remained empty. But in her heart, she carried the most beautiful girl in the universe—a daughter she would never hold—yet an unbreakable connection to the life she had lost.