Just a splurge of words that kinda just happened. Prussia POV. I guess it's kinda the story of his life but extremely condensed and depressing...
It wasn't fair. It never will be. Why was it me? I didn't deserve this. No one does.
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I fought my way to greatness. I gave blood and tears to reach the top. After years of work, I finally reached my goal. But after reaching the summit, there's nowhere to go but downhill. I was once powerful. One of the strongest known to man or nation.
I lead armies, conquered land, nearly held Europe in the palm of my hand. My country grew, expanding over time. People feared me. People respected me. Everyone knew my name. I was awe-inspiring, to say the least. From my beginning as a tiny, good-for-nothing Germanic state, to my days as one of Europe's most prevailing superpowers, I worked hard and earned everything I got.
Then it all came crashing down. My strength was failing me. Years of war began to take their toll. Slowly but surely, my time as the mighty Königreich Preußen was fading away. It hurt to know I would never rise to power again, for once you stand at the top, you can never forget the view.
By the time World War II came around my brother had attained the power I once had. Though he made a crucial mistake. He blindly followed orders of a man who gave no freedom. He no longer accepted any other views, not even that of his older brother.
Our bond as siblings was crumbling, and soon he, along with the Allies, wanted me dead. Too bad for me, they got their wish.
I was hated for all the wrong reasons. No one understood, no one felt my pain. The dissolution hurt physically and mentally. It felt as if my very being was being torn to shreds. It felt as if my soul was being ripped from my body. I can never forget that pain, the agony that ended me.
Why was it me? Why do they all get to live and I have to die? These questions filled my mind on that fateful February day. The answer I got was not sufficient reason for one to have their existence denied. They had just needed someone to blame.
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Every day, I feel myself dying. It's a wonder I've stayed alive this long. They've removed me from their maps, erased me from their history books. Thousands of people, forever left in ignorance of the once great nation.
No one recognizes me. No one acknowledges me. No one respects me.
I am alone.
Yeah...
For some reason I like it.
Songs that inspired this!
The Dead Can't Testify: http:/ www .youtube. com/watch?v=5oVeWFT8h5c
Unknown Title (Just listen to it cuz i dunno what it is): http:/ www .youtube. com/watch?v=aiwmWkZP-hI&feature=related
ALSO This was inspired by the answer someone wrote to the question "Why was Prussia dissolved?"
Here's their answer (I think it's pretty amazing): http:/ answers .yahoo. com/question/index?qid=20100402232707AAdKSwd
Yup. That's about it. This took like 30 minutes so I don't expect it to be all that good.