Sing Me to Sleep (Series of Sacrilegious Events, #0.5)

by R.M. Virtues

War. How could a word so small encompass an influence so vast. It was not simply a syllable. It was a hungry void, a gluttonous abyss, waiting to devour all who would participate, even those so willing to feed it in the first place. The mortals thought they understood war, but they were mere children playing with toys and toying with lives. They did not understand what it meant to go to war.