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.