The rising sun brilliantly starts another day. It’s a light bringing promises of new beginnings, and new adventures to this ancient land. A land of kingdoms, queens, princes and mighty warrior knights. How many battles were fought upon these lands? How much blood was shed in the name of righteousness or freedom?
I say too many. Too many men still dying for these endeavors. A man’s dreams cannot be conquered.
This structure, still standing, received many believing their fight was the good one. There is no good fight that ends in war. It only ends in the destruction of lives.