Older than america

The two soldiers rolled her on her side. They both hailed from that new country that had been re-colonized in the last few centuries, a place where the blood of a thousand origins ran together. They were imperial in self-regard, and they spoke a faddish language that had swept the world. It was a great civilization in wealth and prowess, and arrogant, but she hadn’t bothered to learn its name. She had stopped learning the new ones’ names.


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