Man\'s tales
We cannot deny Man's tales, they are true. Mictlan's scout indeed saw a huge Tartarian spirit towering over Man's army! But we did not stop to ask his name, for he wielded fearsome chains, and smelled of fire, brimstone, and death. Is it not wise, to flee from such madness?
One clarification though, we are not cowardly running away! We are, uh ... executing a strategic manoeuvre to reinforce the rearguard of our forces, by rapidly redeploying all units formerly in offensive positions.
Mictlan pleads with the neutral nations to join in this battle. Now is the time for action! Will you stand by, and see Mictlan, Jotunheim, and R'lyeh enslaved in the evil iron chains of the corrupted Spirit of Prometheus? Zhukov, the evil Lich overlord of Man, has even turned his own Mothers of Avalon into horrible zombie mages. Your nations may be next!
Mictlan
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Whether he submitted the post, or whether he did not, made no difference. The Thought Police would get him just the same. He had committed— would still have committed, even if he had never set pen to paper— the essential crime that contained all others in itself. Thoughtcrime, they called it. Thoughtcrime was not a thing that could be concealed forever.
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