Monday 8 December 2014

Post Fall



It was hell after the Fall.

Life hadn’t been ideal before it, especially not for certain groups within society, and the Fall itself wasn’t a cakewalk, but at least in both of those, you could delude yourself into thinking you had control of your own destiny, mostly.

But after the Fall, your existence was at the whim of the weather, the fickle nature of what remained of the infrastructure, and the seemingly inevitable end from a raider’s crude weapon.

Life was cruel, short, miserable and quite frankly not worth living.

But it was so much better than after the Rise.

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