That’s when it struck her. The ideals that they had all felt so pompous about, so self-righteous indulging in, the superior world they were creating for the fatherland, was nothing more than a tragic illusion. An illusion that shattered in front of her as she looked up into his terrifying eyes. She realized in that instant what they had all become. This war had done this to all of them, and she despised it. She despised herself.
