What is war?
Why is it fought?
Why do humans kill each other?
Why do they celebrate after murdering numerous innocents?
What do they get from this?
These were a few questions that were howering in the minds of little childrens who were weeping besides the bodies of their dead family members.
They were the ones who were experiencing a state of mind that can't be expressed in mere words.
That night after the completion of day1 of war , scattered corpses could be easily seen from the wall of the city .
vultures screeching and enjoying the feast on the corpses , terrified people behind the walls sulking and mourning for their loved ones , soldiers treating their amputated parts while crying in agony ,watch tower guards being anxious of a surprise attack,enemies circling the City for an all out massacre, assasins sneaking inside to breach the entrygate for enemies and all of it was being spectated by a man sitting on a tree upon the valley ,circling the city.