Literature
This is how it starts.
This is how it starts.
Protesters, from the peaceful to the flat out crazy, start riots, throw bombs, shoot innocents. An international crisis rears its ugly head. Governments that lasted thousands of years are burned to the ground, fueled by the hatred of the suffering. Provisions run short as there is no money, no jobs, no people left for the factories. Prosperity is but a myth, religion a story to comfort the dying. Few are left clinging to dear life while around them lay the bodies of their friends, their enemies, their children, all burned and bloodied masses left rotting in the street. A beautiful world, interrupted by