The world has remained much the same for the last thousand years or more. Men are born, grow up, live, and die. Kingdoms rise and fall. Cities change hands, and the pyres of the dead stain the sky black. Any real progress is hard-fought and slow, a grinding effort against the world's eternal war against itself. You're going to change all that, hopefully. Because you have something very special...
It doesn't look like much. It showed you the future, you think. You saw glimpses of buildings reaching so high in the sky it seemed absurd. Carriages that sped down roads as if propelled by magic. Strange arrangements of wire and glass that burned brighter than a thousand candles!
You're going to make that miracle world a reality even if you die trying.
It doesn't look like much. It showed you the future, you think. You saw glimpses of buildings reaching so high in the sky it seemed absurd. Carriages that sped down roads as if propelled by magic. Strange arrangements of wire and glass that burned brighter than a thousand candles!
You're going to make that miracle world a reality even if you die trying.