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// Brickroot - 2nd letter 
// Story: Letters to Ponyville 
// by StapleCactus 
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Dear Mom and Dad,

I’m doing fine. I’m sorry I couldn’t write to you sooner, but after the training camp, we’ve been pretty busy moving to the east. If any news about a camp being attacked in Dodge City comes to you, don’t worry, it’s not mine; it was a nearby camp though. The attack has got the ponies around here on edge though, and we’ve been training extra hard. 

Actually, they decided to put in night-watches now, because according to reports, Camp Barnstool was ambushed in the middle of the night. As a matter of fact, I’m writing to you from a tower overlooking a dense forest in the middle of the night. It’s almost... serene here. I can’t imagine fighting here at all, but such is the terrible truth in life, eh? Hahaha, well, I hope you’re doing fine there. I miss visiting you guys already.

Life here has been tough. I’m not with my old training group anymore, but fortunately, I was able to be in the same squad as Breeze, the pegasus in my last letter. For some reason, he didn’t make it into the air force, but considering that I’ve never seen him fly yet gives me an idea why. He’s more or less my ‘best friend’ in the war, and I’m sure you guys would love him if you could meet him. 

It’s been a few weeks of the same old routine, however: training, eating, barely sleeping, and such. The only thing that ever seems to break the routine is our scouting missions, and Breeze and I haven’t been sent to one yet, thankfully, but eventually we will. Everypony gets his number called someday. You know that more than anypony, right, you two?

I better wrap this letter up. I think I see something moving in the bushes from afar. I’ll drop this letter in before I sleep. Love you guys.

Your Son,

Brickroot