A Great Battle
It was one of the most brutal wars. It was a war about ruling the kingdom at the time. But, that phrase is not entirely correct. As, one camp believed that they were defending their right to rule. The other, was fighting for the rights of the people. It was not an even battle, as one side had out numbered the other camp by far. Fate has played its role and no one had a chance to escape. It the night after that battle. He was walking in the quiet dessert. The dessert had no sound, as if no one has ever passed by and kept the smell of swords as if the battle is happening right now. He was wearing the commoner clothes, a long shawl, leather sandals and a sort of turban to hide his face. He was unconscious after a hit on the head. But, he woke up and is able to walk now. He was hearing the sound of air breezes as he walks and the sound of the battle in his memory. But, one question that kept everything silence. What is the weight of right and wrong when fate bends to the law of power?
When power decides who wins, right and wrong are no longer just ideas. They become something you have to live with. Winning does not clean your conscience, and losing does not make your reason for fighting disappear. What is left is that quiet moment after, when you have to live with what you believed and what it cost you.
I think that is where real strength shows. Not in winning the kingdom, but in still being able to ask that question. To keep asking even when it feels like fate has already decided is a kind of dignity. History may be written by the powerful, but meaning is written by those who keep searching for what was fair.
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I like how you phrased that!
I guess that, the moments of reflection that happens after a life chapter, a difficult chapter of life or, just in an ordinary day are needed. But, I guess not everyone would reflect on things that has been done before.
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It's a question we all ask ourselves, and one that rarely has an answer in reality.
Sometimes, it is not just about the answer. It is more about how can we find balance in small things..
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In my opinion, all wars are unjustified and unequal. It does not matter what the objectives the rivals pursue. In your history we can see that both camps defend a kind of rights: the right to rule and the rights of the people. But, I imagine that in the middle of this opposite sides there are innocent citizen, women, men, children, old and sick people who deserve to live in peace. However, above them the desire for wealth and power decide the destiny of the defenceless population.
En mi opinión, todas las guerras son injustificadas y desiguales. No importa cuáles sean los objetivos que persigan los rivales. En vuestra historia podemos ver que ambos bandos defienden una especie de derechos: el derecho a gobernar y los derechos del pueblo. Pero imagino que, en medio de estos bandos opuestos, hay ciudadanos inocentes —mujeres, hombres, niños, ancianos y enfermos— que merecen vivir en paz. Sin embargo, por encima de ellos, el ansia de riqueza y poder decide el destino de la población indefensa.
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Spot on! Irrespective of the reason, innocent people deserve to live in peace.
Thanks for passing by,
A moving story. Battles always leave behind death, hopelessness, sadness, and collateral damage , scars that endure, even as time passes.
Good luck in the contest.
That is true indeed. Thanks & good luck to you too in the contest.
En toda guerra, la historia real nunca es contada en su totalidad, sino más bien a medias y a conveniencia de los triunfadores. La historia universal nos ha demostrado que ningún vencedor haya dicho que su participación fue por razones equivocadas e injustas, sino más bien que el bando de los perdedores eran los que estaban errados. A mí criterio personal, considero que al final el verdadero perdedor siempre será la civilización que habite en el lugar donde ocurren los hechos, algo que ocurre en estos tiempos modernos sin la necesidad de que ocurran batallas sangrientas, mi amigo.