• As I retreat back into my room I pass my uncle's room. They're making plans for a counter attack. At this piont I can make a very accurate guess that by either tomarrow or the day after another life will be lost in this pointless battle.
    Is it really this hard to figure out who is best suited to lead this family? At this rate there won't be a family leaft to lead. It's so sad that they won't stop to listen. No one does anyomore, those two, the elder men, nor the father of the two. They don't understand that this must stop soon or nothing will be left. Battles lead to morer battles and more bloodshed. We've lost well over a generation's worth of people. But that still won't be enough. Nothing will. This is an endles struggle and untill only one stand's it will go on for eternity.