Originally posted by: apolloartemis
There was nothing glorious about beating an opponent to the ground, his cries ringing in her ears. There was nothing glorious about seeing a man choke to death on his own blood, falling slowly down to the earth. There was no glory in war. Only death. Only sorrow.
These lines are so impactful. These are the kind of lines, I would quote using the author's name. I found this particular para among many other to be that stirring. I'll take my time and read your other parts in leisure so as to fully appreciate the beauty in your writing.
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