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Ghosts of Yuletides' Past: Or, A 1983 Doomsday Tale through the Nations' Eyes Somewhere along the Newfoundland coast, Canada. 2013.“ Sacre, I don’t see why you have to show up this Christmas,” Matthew Williams groaned as he set aside another jar of maple syrup, rubbing his hands together to keep out the cold air seeping through his cabin. Sitting on a chair across from him was a young man casual clothes and an old bomber jacket who for all intents and purposes shouldn’t even be there. “Not that it’s a bad thing, given you’ve missed that past 30 since – you know…”“Come on, man,” the late Alfred F.  Jones whined. “I don’t wanna leave ‘ya he...

Monarchy Over the Danube: an Alternate History Tale of Austria-Hungary Retold through the Nations Themselves. -EPILOGUE- Somewhere in London, United Kingdom. 8 June 2007.The British Pub had been described in years past as an institution, a gathering place for Englishmen regardless of their social class or gender.  One could learn as much from a pub as in a briefing with Her Majesty’s finest. These days, many of their patrons – particularly where Arthur Kirkland was in at the moment – tended to come from all corners of the Commonwealth of Nations. Some were from British Newfoundland and the Canadian provinces. Others still from as far as Un...

Wasteland Madness: A 1983 Doomsday Tale through a Nation's Eyes. Chapter 1 Outskirts of Vaduz, Alpine Confederation. 2013.For Matthew Williams, it was but another impromptu meeting. Of course, that in itself wasn’t really unusual. Neither was holding these in Liechtenstein’s house, let alone anywhere in the neutral Alpine Confederation. But why did it have to be on Halloween? the Nation of Canada, lately the Canadian Remainder Provinces sighed to himself. Meanwhile, the other members of the Atlantic Defense Community went about yet another shouting match. A tired smile crossed the Canadian’s face though, knowing that much of that wasn’t ...