March, 1636
 

The droplet formed at the bottom of the clump of snow still tenuously attached to the leaves of the bush Captain Wilhelm Finck of the USE Marines 1st Reconnaissance Company was hiding under. Slowly it grew, until it reached critical size and fell.

Wilhelm flinched as the near-freezing drop of water landed on his neck and started its journey down his back. He glanced at his wristwatch. Sunrise wasn't that far off . . .

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