War is never-ending.
It doesn’t forgive anyone— not even those who created it.
It will enslave every piece of your soul, strip shards out one-by-one.
It will leave you as a soulless husk in the aftermath of it all.
Your eyes widened.
Your breath constantly short.
Your head always turned over your shoulder.
Watching.
Waiting.
You weren’t forgiven for fighting in something you never even asked to be apart of.
War doesn’t stop for anyone.