The sound of war was a constant background noise for the children of the small village. They were too young to understand the destruction and pain that came with it. Instead, they saw it as a grand adventure, a game to be played.

A group of children, no older than ten, gathered in a field, armed with sticks and stones. They took turns pretending to be soldiers from the Kingdom of Light and the Kingdom of Shadow, charging at each other and shouting made-up battle cries.

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One of the children, a young boy named Peter, played the part of the hero, always leading the charge and defeating the enemy. He dreamed of one day becoming a real soldier and fighting for the Kingdom of Light.

Another child, a girl named Maria, played the part of a healer, using flower petals to "heal" her fallen allies. She wished she could use her skills to help the wounded in the real war.

The game continued, the sounds of their imaginary battle blending in with the real one in the distance. The children were too innocent to understand the violence and destruction that war brought. They were the youngest warriors, playing at a game that held the fate of nations in its balance.