From there we followed it down towards the Cathedral of Our Lady.
Going, Heidi was strangely silent. She went straight to the candles.
We lit many candles for lost comrades, I was thinking of Ernst and there were many amongst a huge parade of candles fluttering out or still burning for this war.
We had many candles to light, and I guess so did the french, but I stopped Heidi's hand.
LS
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