War leads to death,
Death leads to grief,
Grief leads to sadness,
Sadness leads to crying,
Crying leads to anguish,
Anguish leads to vengeance,
Vengeance leads to conflict,
Conflict leads to war.
The cycle starts again, again, again, and again. Until there are no people left to kill, to fight, to tear limb from limb, to tear apart their flesh and bones in break their minds and spirits. To delete their hope. Permanently. Until they take what makes them themselves and burn it the ground making them unknown to Humanity and to themselves. Tears flow from people's eyes when their limbs are broken. all they can do is cry, cry in their defeat, their pain and anguish, the agony of it all.
- this is my first work, and I'm in high-school right now. I cannot update On a regular basis. I have test to take and schoolwork to finish before I can worry anything about that.
- Constructive criticism is encouraged So if you think I should publish the whole story that I have right now, Then I will publish all the things I have for the story including artwork.
- Please do not copy the story or any of the artwork.
- my friend helped me write this, she does not have any social media and neither do I.
Thanks!
