War doesn’t only destroy armies…
It destroys families.
I used to think war was fought on battlefields.
I thought it was swords clashing against swords, wolves fighting wolves, and kings making impossible decisions.
I was wrong.
War reached the innocent long before it reached the soldiers.
The morning after the enemy armies surrounded Moonspire, the palace gates never closed.
From sunrise until nightfall, refugees poured into the kingdom.
They came from villages that had been burned to the ground.
Some arrived on wagons piled high with the few belongings they had managed to save. Others came on foot, their clothes torn and their faces covered in dust.
Many had nothing at all.
I stood beside the gates as another group entered.
An old woman leaned heavily on a young boy who couldn
