We do not know what our chances of survival are, so we fight as if they were zero. We do not know what we are facing, so we fight as if it was the dark...

You brothers-such a nest of rivalries. I warned him to make you sisters, that it would make things more civilized. He thought I was joking, I wasn’t.” – Malcador

There is no time to plan, there is no space to think. No respite. No forgiveness. There is only war.