why were we fighting

the dragon conquered both armies, annihilating them with fire soldiers screamed as he incinerated both sides, their lines breeched. shields did not help them, and swords would not pierce his armor. soldiers were helpless, falling down as the dragon screeched in the mire. two witnesses lived to tell the tale, ten thousand and one dead. though on opposite sides during the war, they became fast friends. the dragon claimed yonder castle as his own and promptly went to bed. two new friends ran home to tell the tale, without exaggeration bends. spirits that floated out of the war that day went to various places of course. patience had to be with the solider spirits who arrived at heaven's gate leaders went the same way, and realized they were both thick and Norse. why were we fighting? They asked each other. Why the hate? the dragon felt smug as he watched these antics in his crystal ball. he wanted marauders, soldiers, and armies to see their demise, their fall. we are all put on earth to learn to love each other, after all. he demanded dragon soup and stayed with this staff until the fall.