How far would one go for love? Would you slay hundreds? Would you conquer lands for them? These were the options that were given to them of the old ages. Love measured through the killing, measured through the blood that flow and stain the grounds. Would it be any different now? Yes, now love that would go beyond that of just tangent comforts are long gone. Would anyone give up their lives for anyone?
What is love in reality? Is it needed? Can humans live without it? If we are to be independent as they have been grilling in our brains till young days do we really need love?
It's a mystery to me, even now after experiencing everything and it will continue to be. This story further confounded me in regards to this. Beautifully written to evoke emotions in just a few sentences.