The notion of there being something greater than humanity can strike fear in the bravest of soldiers and cradle courage in the palm of a child's hand."
War is a terrible, bloody thing.
Mama says love is a sickness of the heart. Only the weak fall under its spell.
Men may fight the battle, but women wage the war.
It takes courage to live. It takes even more courage to wonder. But it takes the greatest courage of all to believe.
It seemed ironic to her that women were considered far too meek for the morbidity of war, and yet a child could give their life in a battle they did not even understand.
And in that moment she realized none of it was real, and so she set herself free.