C337 Ice-bone Powder

She had once told me that when she was at the head of Emperor Hamming as a pioneer general on the battlefield, she had once camped out in a group on a graveyard site in preparation for the invasion of the enemy the next day. That night was also a cold and snowy night, when she wrote out plans and heard voices outside the mahogany door. It was the voice of a young woman, crying like a lost child