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Beyond the Veil
« on: February 06, 2022, 11:19:53 PM »
For stories surrounding the Kalasinese mainland.
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Re: Beyond the Veil
« Reply #1 on: October 25, 2023, 01:54:58 AM »
The Market
Myitta, Kalasin
August 6, 2023
04:36 PM, Local Time


   it was a normal day for Anai Sain, warm as always as she walked home from work. The war was far away from here; nary a shell or bomb had fallen in the depths of the nation. Just nineteen years old, full of youth, of hope for a better life, yet stuck home caring for her parents and grandparents, waiting for the day that she would one day be married. Life here was good; traditional, yes, but traditions existed for a reason. Even in dark times, it promoted a sense of community, much as it had for her people, the Lanna, for decades under the People's Republic. But those days were now long passed, and though yes, the government of President Rangsitpol had been suspicious of her people and others like her—minorities in their own homeland—they had never gone as far as the old regime. Yet in recent days, she'd heard that neighboring towns to the east had been ordered to evacuate, though for what reason she didn't know. Probably just fears on the part of the local government that they'd be bombed. Like that would happen here.

   She passed a few shops in the market along her route home, making conversation with their tenders and picking up groceries for the night's dinner. They'd be having danbauk for dinner, so she needed chicken, lemons, onions, cucumbers, and a few other things, but nothing too expensive. And besides, she'd just gotten a raise, working down at the lumber mill a few kilometers to the south, just down by the river.
   "It's too familiar..." Said another customer in hushed tones. "...When the Red Guards would go into a town, they'd start by ordering nearby settlements to "evacuate", just in case they tried to spread the word about their crimes."
   "If that were the case, Mitul, then why didn't they give the order to Kameik and Yebyu? It's obviously just because of the base nearby." Said a shopkeeper. However much more they had to say, Anai couldn't hear, moving along through the various stalls and shops. More paranoia, that's all. The bad days were behind them all; she just knew it. Yet as she left the market and arrived on the final stretch to home, she heard a ripping sound and then a loud *bang*. That was not normal, suffice to say, nor was what she could soon smell. All around her, it smelled of bleach, or perhaps some other cleaning product, and as she continued to walk, she could feel her eyes begin to grow more irritated as she found it harder and harder to breathe. Within a few moments, she had started to cough, and in the distance, a great commotion had been unleashed, screaming and all before one by one, they went silent and she began to fade from consciousness.

   This couldn't be the end. After a little while, she was awoken by the sound of footsteps, yet she could not see a thing. Blindly, she reached out, hoping for help though she still could scarcely breathe. She heard a voice say something, "We've got a live one.", perhaps, and then a momentary clattering of metal against plastic before, with a loud bang, she was gone. One of many lives claimed under an order to purify Kalasin, even if the war was to be lost. Someone in their youth, with all their life ahead of them, cut short and forgotten, merely a statistic. Yet though her life was gone, she would not go unavenged, even as Kalasin itself began to break apart at the seams. The war would soon come to the tiny town of Myitta, as it would so many others on the mainland.
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