[ WP ] The year is 2065 . The world still reeling from nuclear fallout , a surviving veteran chronicles how a 2014 Hollywood movie taunting North Korea ignited World War 3 .

Not too proud of this, but I wrote it all out so I'm gon na post it anyway. May come back and make it a little better later, but probably not; ) 
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 *This is the way the world ends* 
 
 Through the fires of hell and the atomic radiation that somehow burns even hotter than those ethereal flames, I have emerged unharmed. 
 
 *This is the way the world ends* 
 
 That one phrase, and its entire poem, wo n't stop rattling around in my brain. I wonder dimly if there's a copy of that poem still in existence. If one of those books has somehow survived, perhaps buried under a hundred pounds of rubble. I wonder if my children's children will someday be digging away at the heaps of dirt and rock and discover that ancient stockpile. Somehow I think not. Somehow, I *know* it. 
 
 *This is the way the world ends* 
 
 The words bring back memories of a more complex time. Now I eat, sleep, drink. Survival is simple, a day to day drudge that you do n't even think about. It's instinct, when how we used to live was an artificial construct. When society itself- our entire way of life- was just a complex delusion all of us shared. In that society I was an english teacher, totally useless in what I have now accepted as the real world. 
 
 *Not with a bang* 
 
 Though I've been alone for years, I've finally found a home. People to care for me, people to care for. The only thing I know is teaching, so that's what I do. I teach them how to farm, how to avoid the radiation that seeps into everything. And I teach them the history of our world. Of how a movie destroyed us all. I teach them of an old world company being infiltrated, I teach them of an ancient kingdom far to the west that was tired of being made fun of. I teach them of corruption. I teach how Old Russia crashed in on itself, how the kingdom of North Korea was invaded, and how the nuclear inferno engulfed not only them but everything in the lands of the west. 
 
 But most importantly I teach them that the cowardice and greed of the wrong men can make all fall silent. And in that silence grows hate, for silence is death of community. 
 
 *But with a whimper*
