Far away on the shores of a turbulent grey sea under a brooding, steely sky, cavalry hooves and cannonfire shake the earth and the rumble of distant musketfire drifts into earshot on the biting wind
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"Have not the wisest men in all ages had their Hobby-Horses;-their coins, cockle-shells, drums, trumpets, fiddles, pallets, maggots and their butterflies?"
Thursday, 4 October 2012
THE COLD SEA
Washing southwards from the frigid North Polar Ocean, The Cold Sea is bordered by a motley bunch of nations struggling to progress beyond the early 1700's. Constant squabbling , endemic warfare and a tendency to completely ignore issues of public welfare and civil development (beyond fortifying places of strategic value) mean that progress is, actually, rather unlikely.
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