Doomsday RE: The Vanishing Shadows CH-5 ENDDoomsday RE: The Vanishing Shadows1983 Doomsday Tale through Different Eyes.CH – 5Somewhere in the Sopron Frontier. 2012It had been a particularly long and tiring journey. And as Jean Burnel stepped out into the peculiarly cold air with a battered luggage in hand, he still wasn't quite sure what to make of it all. Even the landscape seems oddly relieved, he thought, only to wince slightly from the bandaged wounds hidden beneath his shirt. Still, while the writer had healed enough for him to be let out, it was a clear reminder that his "research trip" was definitely far from uneventful.Finding out that he had been out for a few days
Doomsday RE: The Vanishing Shadows CH-3Doomsday RE: The Vanishing ShadowsA 1983: Doomsday Tale through Different Eyes.CH - 3Undisclosed Location. 2012.A large crumbling house came into view amidst the ruins. By most measures, it seemed to blend into the dreary, nearly lifeless landscape. If not for the rows of barbed wire and crude barricades that surrounded it, however, all made from whatever could be salvaged.Taking cover from behind a pile of rusting cars, Austria wondered briefly what this place must have been like before Doomsday, only to brush it aside. After all, he thought quietly. If it had a name, those damned bandits erased it long ago. The Nation's attention
Doomsday RE: The Vanishing Shadows CH-2Doomsday RE: The Vanishing ShadowsA 1983: Doomsday Tale through Different Eyes.CH - 2Somewhere in the Sopron Frontier. 2012.Where could she be? Roderich Edelstein kept asking himself as he looked over the aging map laid out in front of him. Several dark red marks were scribbled all across the borders and towns marking the Frontier. All of them were false leads. How could…Mein Gott, this can't possibly be happening!That those kidnappers managed to elude both the police and garrisons did not put the Nation at ease. The fact that they were able to slip in through what should be one of the most tightly secured borders in Europe alone wa
Doomsday RE: The Vanishing Shadows CH-1Doomsday RE: The Vanishing ShadowsA 1983: Doomsday Tale through Different Eyes.CH - 1Linz-Hörsching Airport. 2012.It had been a particularly long and tiring flight. As Jean Burnel stepped out of the renovated airport, he felt glad to be back on solid ground. While he admitted that air travel might have gotten better since commercial planes once more took to the skies, the experience still felt unnerving. Especially being so far from the warm shores of his Pacific home. Looking around, he noticed a few signs for the upcoming Seleenwoche, with a couple of fake pumpkins put in for good measure amidst the freshly renovated façade. At leas
Doomsday RE: An Ocean of Flame AboveDoomsday RE: An Ocean of Flame AboveOr, A 1983 Doomsday Tale through a Dying Nation's Eyes.Somewhere near the Sopron Frontier. 1985.The Nation found it difficult to tell what time of day it was. Then again, she was no longer certain of the actual date. The dark clouds and smell of decay had long since obscured any semblance of a natural cycle. All around her was an eerie silence, broken only by dust-laden wind and the increasingly erratic beating of her own heart. There had been a time when she still heard with some frequency the sounds of refugees muddling along towards the same sanctuary she was struggling to reach. Then again, perhap
A Wonderful Time in the WastesA Wonderful Time in the Wastes: Or, a 1983 Doomsday Tale Through the Survivor-Nations' EyesOutskirts of Linz. 2012.The December chill seemed much colder than it normally was, which also meant more snow than usual. Not that Julia really cared right there and then as she watched the two Alpine siblings make their way to the car. Then again, it seemed so fitting for this time of year anyway. For a moment however, she was able to catch one more glimpse at the sleeping baby being carried by Switzerland. It still surprised her how much little Hans looked like both Aunt Lili and Uncle Vash. Even has the same frown too, the embodiment of Sopron t
A Wasteland YuletideA Wasteland Yuletide: Or, A 1983 Doomsday Tale through a Survivor-Nation's Eyes.Outskirts of Linz. 2009."Auf Wiedersehen!" Julia shouted in accented German, waving as the Alpine siblings made their way out of her caretaker's house. "Please come back soon!" Ever since meeting them she found it strange how "Aunt Lilli" and "Uncle Vash," as the little girl came to call the pair, always seemed to wrap their arms around each other so tenderly. Just like a married couple, she mused giddily, only to hear her caretaker coughing again amidst the wind, vaguely hearing something about "improper relations.""Shall we go inside, Sopron?" she heard Ro
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