I do not usually write messages like this, but this cannot go unnoticed. Even here.
I started writing the War Boys series for brave boys and girls who were turned into men and women in the mists of political anger and egoistical "leaders".
This book was to honour the ghosts from our pasts. Billions of deaths that were not supposed to happen. Bones that never made it to rest in the graveyards surrounded by their family. Instead, they were left to rot and get trampled by the bodies joining them.
Young boys formed groups to fight. Boys who were barely 14, they took the guns, and charged. Those were the boys that never got to grow up.
I thought this was over, that this madness was not coming back into this world, into our world.
Yet, the soil is being turned red again after all these years of grass and flowers slowly growing over the haunted lands.
And for what? Nothing justifies the murder of hundreds, the tearing up of families, the killing of children, the bloodshed. Nothing.
This book is to all of our heroes. To those in the past, and those who are now forced to pick up a weapon.
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