Jack of Harts

When The War ended, we came home to the Peace we purchased with our lives.  In many places, people happy to have their sons and daughters back welcomed us with open arms.  In other areas, jeers, flying eggs, fruit, and worse met us.  In twenty years of unrelenting War, many people forgot what we fought for.  We were the taxes they didn’t want to pay, the monsters who killed for a living.  We were dangerous.  It was a difficult homecoming.