“How many men and women do you suppose have died in the war over this city?” “Who can say?” Though she knew the answer: tens of thousands. It was surprising the earth itself wasn’t stained red, so many had fallen in this place. “Even if it were only one, it would be too many,” he said. “Because this is a war fueled not by the desire to improve the lives of the people but by the greed and pride of kings and empresses, and no one should have to give their life for that.”
