Brambleclaw dipped his head. The battle is won, he growled. The clearing is ours. Do you concede or shall we fight for it again?Blackstar flashed a look of burning hatred over his shoulder. Take it, he hissed. It was never worth the blood that has been spilled here today.

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  • War — Reflections on conflict, peace, and the human cost of war

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