A Confession

I have a confession to make my fellow Toms. My father... he was a Tim. I have held this guilt since I found out about you wonderful Toms and with the war ever looming I had to say something before I could truly fight with all of my fellow Toms. This has been difficult for me and I hope you Toms will understand and help me to deal with this crisis in my life, as soon all Tims will be my enemy and I’m not sure if I can face my own father on the battlefield, god help us all Toms, god help us all.