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"‘I carried him,’ she whispers, ‘here, here,’ and her clenched fist beats at the hollow under her heart. ‘It is my flesh that is being tumbled on the stones out there. Seven times now I’ve grieved for a son lost in this war. And what I remember of each one is how they kicked their little heels under my heart - here, just here’"
Hecuba speaking to Priam in Ransom by David Malouf
There is a real cost to war that is born more heavily by some than others.
