Entry Penned Beginning
Tuesday November 11th 2025 C.E
09:12 GMT+11
Six years. Six years that must have felt like sixty.
Six years of a horror and a terror the scale of which was beyond the comprehension of most everyone.
Six years and it must have seemed like the world would never be quiet again.
And then, on the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month, the guns fell silent.
They shall not grow old as we who are left grow old
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We shall remember them
Lest We Forget
-Robert James-Noonan O’Wayreth
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