[ Another war with Germany, another war that's drawn America into the fray. And hardly more than a generation after the one they thought would end them all.
Will there be another after this one? Just war after war, until there's no one left to fight?
It feels hopeless, and the realization that there's truly nothing he can do now feels like a physical weight pressing down on him. ]
No one learns. [ His hands ball into fists where they rest on his thighs, frustration warring with despair. ] All that death, and no one learns.
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Will there be another after this one? Just war after war, until there's no one left to fight?
It feels hopeless, and the realization that there's truly nothing he can do now feels like a physical weight pressing down on him. ]
No one learns. [ His hands ball into fists where they rest on his thighs, frustration warring with despair. ] All that death, and no one learns.