A piercing feedback noise rudely tore through the waves of joy, and people covered their ears, turning their angry faces towards the sky. Trained with a Pavlovian response, the denizens of Charlemagne knew all too well that this signaled the beginning of another broadcast by the Pointed-Eared Heretics.
As the noise, grating like fingernails on glass, erupted, many in the audience thought to themselves, "It's finally here," with a mixture of concern and joy.
If a war doesn't end in victory, it's utterly meaningless—for both sides. Depending on how victory is defined, the decision to end the war also varies.
