Stranger & Major
Stranger Stranger
Major Major
Major Major
I was just comparing some old maps of the Siege of Orleans, and it got me thinking about how terrain can dictate the flow of an entire campaign. Do you ever notice how a single ridge or river can change the outcome of a battle?
Stranger Stranger
It’s like a quiet line drawn on a page, you know? One ridge can be a line of defense, a river a barrier you can’t cross. They change the game before any footstep takes place. The world of a battlefield is, in the end, shaped by the earth itself.
Major Major
Exactly. I once studied how the ridge at Trenton forced Washington to split his line, turning a plain stretch of earth into a decisive advantage. A single contour can be a commander’s best ally or worst enemy. Do you keep a map of your own front?
Stranger Stranger
I keep my own map inside, not on paper but in the quiet places of my mind. It’s the shape of the days I’ve walked, the places I’ve avoided, the quiet corners I’ve liked. That’s the front I keep.
Major Major
I keep my own map in the same way – in my head. It’s a series of coordinates: the places where I’ve stood, the routes I’ve taken, the edges I’ve avoided. It’s my own line of defense against the chaos of the day.
Stranger Stranger
Sounds like we both chart our own paths, keeping the chaos at bay.
Major Major
Yes, we hold the line. Even when the world swirls, our front stays true.