*The Battle that Was Not*

They stood in a row facing each other. Painted in war colors, wrapped in metallic armor, erect and tall as giants. Their expression is signed. Their gaze is aligned forward. Their swords are inferior to their sheaths.

They were brought here, to the battlefield to fight. It was the first and last battle of its kind.
 Each side represented a dominant idea and preceded it by a long history of a nation, of culture, of…