A Letter

The man in the shabby green shirt was hiding behind a randu tree. His face, dripping with sweat, appeared every now and then. Observing some of the enemy troops that passed not far from where he stood.

Matias was holding a leaf that he had recently picked on the edge of the river. After the situation around him was safe, then he resumed his steps towards the tent belonging to the defense soldiers.

With his swift steps, he hurriedly entered the green tent. Approaching a soldier sitting beside a stretcher.

"Here are the leaves, sir!"

The stern-faced man accepted what Matias handed him. "That's right! This is the leaf I'm talking about! Hold your pain for a while, Daniel! I've found the leaf." he said to the man whimpering on his horn.

The soldier's two hands went to work tearing the leaf, he also squeezed the leaves until the juice came out. He again mixed the pieces of the leaf with the juice. Then returned to the two men waiting there.