1944, France.

The autumn day is chilly and a bit breezing as leaves flew alongside the wind's breeze, the sun's warm aura is at the verge of setting under the horizon as the glowing profile of the moon is ascending. The sky itself is almost completely immune to any light pollution, that means that the skies are giving the fellow mortals down below a beautiful and interesting image up in the sky for the people in this area.

Panzer III N is one of them, but she isn't minding the breeze of the stars above as she's nourishing the warmth of her coffee cup, sitting on a lone bench. Times like this is rare, so why not use the time in great hands... It's not like she's any known, so no one will spot a difference in the brigades or regiments...