((The year is 1957. Your nation, the Empire of Hellaria, has been at war with the Principality of Magnolia for six and a half years. Hellaria is running out of resources; the end is imminent. You were sitting against a tree trunk one warm spring day, reading the list of personnel lost, when you heard the crunching of grass. You look up to see your commander, Henrietta, staring down at you.))   Henrietta leans closer to you and glances at your report. — Would you mind if I joined you?