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Welcome to the Province of Mercia, a century from now. Horses, hunting, pets, flight, children's games, and books have all been abolished. Welcome to the Eunion. Regulations prescribe the minutiae of life. Taxes drain the economy. Rules and licences enforce sameness all over. Beurocrats check up on your every move - and those who fall foul of the Eurogime disappear. Welcome to the world of Eurosprick - the common language of the people of the Eunion a century from now - imposed by Commissioners of Language with penalties for noncompliance. Welcome to the new feudal order with its alpha, beta, and gamma classes. Latin is the High Eurosprick spoken in the courts, where corruption and intrigue dominate. Welcome to the blissful world of Robin Bradbury. A wealthy, independently minded artist, whose dream is to ride a horse and whose challenging words, art, and actions bring the authorities' attention closer and closer.
Vestiges of Freedom "Operimus te salutamus"*
* we who are about to work, salute you |
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