War is tired.
He can't escape the sounds, the screams, the cries of despair.
War never sleeps- how could he?
He stands hand in hand with Death, both of them trapped and unable to escape.
War is fed by Hate, who tends to him and keeps him alive.
War craves the moments when Love helps Peace to strike him down, and he can briefly rest in Death's embrace.
War is tired.
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The World Is Broken
РазноеTW for death Some aspects of the world, personified I will say that I think the later chapters increase in quality. Please give feedback! I love to hear what people think of my writing.
