“But time did not work like a fairytale. So many books and movies I had read an seen had everything fall into place at the exact moment. The happy ending. The hero was ready for the final battle and won. Life was not like that. It didn't cater to you, to the outcome you wanted. I was not ready for war, but war was ready for me.” War Book:Shadow Lands Source: Shadow Lands
“War. I had been in many, on the right side and some on the wrong. It was disturbing, horrific, soul-wrenching, hopeless, bleak, depressing, bloody, violent, never-ending, scary, monstrous, overwhelming, inhuman, disheartening, and chilling. None of those words truly captured the feeling when you were in it. Living it. Breathing it. Your senses couldn't take it all in, holding onto a singular thought. Survival.” War Book:Shadow Lands Source: Shadow Lands
“I stood there, the distant noise of war coming to an end. Blood and bone scarring the earth. The dead bodies of innocent people forced into this all because of ego. What was that saying? When the rich went to war, it was the poor who died. Fuck that. We had enough. Though we might have won, it didn't feel like a victory. We lost too many. "Kovacs," Warwick spoke out loud, our link burned up for now. He took my hand, pulling me away from Markos. We started to walk away, exactly like my vision, dead bodies lying all around us, fire burning, our boots soaked with blood. Hand in hand through the valley of death. The Grey and The Wolf.” War Book:Shadow Lands Source: Shadow Lands