The Rivers of My Homeland - Chapter IDespite the pain it brings, I cannot drag my mind away from the memories of my childhood. I feel secure when I think of my home and the forest which surrounded it. The rivers and the fields where we would spend our days will never fail to lure a smile on my lips.
However, one pleasant memory triggers several bitter ones and I find myself thinking of the desolation and loss.
The chaos and terror which was brought upon our land was something that couldn't be compared to anything I've ever seen. The images of my fallen brethren still haunt my mind when I try to remember the brighter days. The sceneries and vivid screams would possess me and drag me away from any pleasant thought.
Even today, I curse my stubborness and the lack of belief I have shown for my dreams back then. If I hadn't been so ignorant, I could have saved many lives. But now, regret is futile.
I still remember how peaceful was the night before. How carefree and oblivious we were as we prepa