1. The Field

We are so lucky to have found a field full of poppies like this.

We've been driving all day sir.

Exactly, that is how hard it is to find. It was in a field like this that John McCrae stood a hundred hears ago, perhaps to the day, just like we are looking at the poppies. Now poppies grow best in a field that has been disturbed.

Is it true, sir, that the poppies were white before all the blood was spilled on them?

No Aiden, poppies are flowers not evil faeries. Now, as I was saying, the fields were all churned up my the mechanics of war...

In a field

Walking

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