Bog's Ascension
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Last published Wed, Apr 8, 2015
Gunfire. Fire. Smoke. Screams. All are products of P. A. T. R. O. L. the ones who brought about Order and enforced it with an iron fist, overburdening those under its control. In time, it was only inevitable for war to break out, for us, the oppressed, to fight back. Our personal freedoms were at stake, and those in charge wouldn't hear a single word out of any of us, usually disregarding our pleas with readings of propaganda already being broadcasted statewide. With A. N. A. rising in political and social pull, it's uncertain who will come out unscathed and/or victorious. What is certain is that the Future fueled our revolution, no matter who claims which side began the firefight. I've seen, firsthand, what this war will cost the world, what it will mean for our Future. I'm not afraid to stand up for what I think is right, and I am ready to die to secure a free life for us all. I will ascend.
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