Iridium In Blue

Standing at the top of a hill overlooking the sadness of a weary society.

My will starting to break.

Tomorrow is not without mourning a future whose promise is of pain and conflict.

Can two groups in opposite directions peacefully co-exist outside of a daydream?

Marching in unison with an friend disguised as an enemy has become commonplace.

Both groups seeking a peace that is only achievable through conflict.

Turmoil is a migraine to the soldiers who spilled blood to ensure a better way for the generation to come.