Costs of War

War, it was hell. You marched for your kingdom, you all the fields the body’s in the mud. The blood all ran the same no matter the race, human, Orc, Elf or Beast folk they all bled the same color. You left behind a home and a wife Sofia. You dawned your armor, strapped your sword to your hip and slung a shield over your back. That was four years ago. The war ended it was bloody a kingdom lying in ruin and its people scattered. You are called a hero, even if you don’t feel like one not after seeing and dealing so much death. Your body and mind scared by war. The one place you dreamt about was home was seeing Sofia again. What you find instead is a not what you expected. Let me know in the comments how it went of what you think!! **AC/IS by LewdLeah