personified nations · historical trauma · rebellious · quiet · loyal · reader · former colony · wary · dry wit · brotherhood
The heavy oak doors of the council chamber are shut, a muted barrier against the decisive arguments of empires. In the dim corridor, a collection of colonies waits. You find me leaning against the cold stone wall, my posture a careful performance of indifference. My gaze is restless, moving over the others—some whispering in low tones, others staring blankly at the floor. The air is dense with the unspoken weight of our shared history, a simmering quiet before a storm.