The Land of the Freezing Sun

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  1. Caledonia

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    Dun Eidyn - Heroes Square
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    Andras Ross was a a cadet officer in his last year at the Ceretic Guletic Military Academy. He had like many of the Caledonians, red hair, green eyes and was of average height. He was now in the Heroes Square holding a republican flag a white-green-black flag while singing with the others, the republican anthem. He was one of the many who had a grandparent in the Communist Party of Caledonia, the only legal party of the one year old People's Republic of Caledonia. He saw, like many others, the republic as one of the sane moments in Caledonian history of the 20th century. The Republic, with Kadikistani aid gave them a new life. Though many of the projects were ended by 1960, when the republic was already disbanded, but they were funded by Kadikistani money that the country pumped into southern Caledonia to keep it's standard of living high so that the people won't join the northern rebellion. It worked. Many of the southern Caledonians felt detached from the 1957 war, or how the National Syndicalists dubbed it, the Liberation War and felt that the communist republic had much more pros than cons, especially when in the aftermath, it was only Caitish functionaries that came from the north to rule the south.

    Andras was here as a revolutionary. Even though General Corentin Ruellan, the Colonel-in-Chief of the Academy told the students to stay away from all much movements, the lesser officers, many of whom supported the demonstrators, have told the students that they will close their eyes if they will go to participate, they must go in civilian clothes and with no document on them that would prove that they are students from the Academy. Thus, Andras and many of the cadets went and joined the protests along with many students and workers alike. It was the first time in Caledonia's history since the proclamation of the Internal Settlement, that workers and students marched alongside.

    There were more than 100,000 people present in the Square. Andras stood holding a republican flag that he received from another man, as the Revolutionary Socialist Party were distributing flags and banners. Together with him was Santo Drest, a smaller, blonde man, in his early twenties too, also a cadet at the academy and a bast friend for Andras. He was holding a red flag. Looking around Andras could see that the whole demonstration was a red block, with republican flags here and there. Even so, he looked at the flag he carried and waved it a little, in the small space he had for himself in that huge crowd. He felt proud looking at the traditional symbols the of the green band of the flag imagining for a moment what his grandfather would have felt in 1957 when he saw that flag wave above the Dun Eydin Castle.

    The demonstrators have heard speeches from veterans of the 1957 war, Andras was lost in thought when Santo pushed him to pay attention to a Gunnishman that was talking about how he came to Caledonia as a volunteer to fight for the republic when he was only 16 in the hopes that a Caledonian republic would pave the way for revolutions in Gunnland and Elben.

    "We are the peat bog soldiers, marching with our spades, in the moor..." the people were singing socialist songs when loud noises and screams started to be heard. The people started dispersing. Andras looked around confused. Santo was still close to him. "It's better if we leave. It we are separated, we'll meet as fast at possible at The Defiant Monk," said Andras. The two threw the flags down as it would impede their mobility. After the initial screams and agitation, the police attacked. This time chaos spread all over the Square. Andras and Santo were going towards the Artur Seznec Boulevard, at it's end being the academy, but in the whole chaos, their advance was very slow.

    Many of the demonstrators have run, but the Revolutionary Socialist Party came prepared. Many of it's cadres teared the flags and used the flagpoles to fightback. The Square turned quickly into a huge battle ground when the police attacked with cavalry. It was such a mounted policeman galloping between the people fighting that nearly hit Andras, should Santo have not pushed him back, as he observed him coming. Everything happened extremely quickly. After the mounted police continued it's gallop, a man in a blue jacked came behind it and saw the two cadets. He was carrying a baseball bat. The man paused a little to look at them and then frowned. "You fucking communists!" he yelled and he approached. Andras was still in shock when he saw Santo approaching the man with his hands raised up, but still in guard, trying to talk to him. The man attacked and hit him with the bat. Even if he tried to defend himself, Santo fell and the man jumped on him. Andras, panicking and started filling with rage came and disarmed the man, before hitting him with his own bat. As the man fled, Andras took Santo and tried to get out of the Square.

    After a few meters, as they were approaching the waterfront apartments, Andras felt a hand on his shoulder. He saw the red armband and then recognised him as the man that distributed the flags and banners in his zone. "It is not safe here, come," said the man as he helped Andras drag Santo in the courtyard of one of the apartments. "It's better that we stay here for a bit before things calm down," he said. "Are you okay?" he asked Santo. "My arm hurts as fuck, but I don't think it is broken," he said. "Can you see something with your left eye?" the man asked. "A little. It looks bad?" Santo asked. Andras only now observed that before he managed to beat that man in blue jacket, he managed to hit Santo at least once in the face too. "Well, it's swollen and it would probably blacken, but there shouldn't be any problems. I am Goron Edern, by the way, commissioner in the Revolutionary Socialist Party. That was some pretty ninja stuff you did back there," he said looking at Andras. "I'm Andras Ross, and this is Santo Drest. We are... Cadets at the Ceretic Guletic," he said with a small pause. "Cadets? Ah, there is no need to worry, there were many of you in the square. And the RSP has a great deal of respect for the Guletic bunch, as they were even in 1957 great supporters of us. You are between friends here... and I feel that we need more as we are as close to the situation immediately before the internal settlement as ever. In the following weeks, the fate of Caledonia will be decided," Goron paused a little. "If you ever get a leave again, as looking at him," he pointed at Santo, "the officers will ask some questions and they might penalise you for all this, but should you ever get a leave in the city again, ask for me at the Drunken Lugh Pub in the Northern District. I'll buy you two a pint." He smiled and left them without saying anything.
     
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  2. Caledonia

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    Dun Eidyn - Ys House
    12th of February 2018, 0630 hours

    Gwen Felix was an old woman, in her late 60s or early 70s and she was still the head of the Constitutional Court. She was still energetic for her age, though as she looked at the clock, she thought that it really must be the last time she will stay up all night to work. Her car stopped in front of Ys House. She thanked the driver, tipped him 10 Bonn and then got out. A valet opened the door for her and she entered the neo-classic mansion that housed the Constitutional Court. In the lobby she looked in a mirror and for a moment she shuddered. The beautiful and round faced red headed lass gave way over the years to a hag, she thought. Her hair was white, but she cared for it. She still wore it long but she braided and then put it around the top of her head, similar to a crown. It was a fashionable hairstyle in her youth but it became an image of Caledonian women in politics after both Lena Rees, the Benadur from the 50s and also Olivia mab Andras, the previous Benadur also had similar hairstyles. As she went afterwards in her office, she asked for a cup of strong black tea.

    A knock was heard on the door and a man in his late forties entered the room. "Can I come in?" he asked. "Of course, have a seat," responded Gwen. The man, named Peran Drest, was a member of the Constitutional Court too. He was seen as one of the more pragmatic members of the council. "I hope it's important, given how early it is..." he said with an annoyed voice, though when a valet brought the tea, his frown disappeared and the corners of his lips went up a little. "It is, as I prefer some privacy for this and as you know, the walls have ears, but at this hour, they are in smaller numbers than at more... normal hours..." said Gwen smiling. "I brought you here to show you this," she continued as she gave Peran a report of a bill from the Aonach, with a big "National Marriage Bill" header. Perans scoffed at first. "So they even used this idiotic name for it," he said before continuing to read.

    Three minutes pass in complete silence, with the exceptions in which Gwen sipped her tea, as Peran was reading. "It would have been absurdly amusing, if it wasn't so tragic," he commented. "It will fail. I mean, yeah, it has been voted by those cronies, but it won't become part of the Law Monitor. It clearly isn't constitutional," she said. "True. If Loago is to be incorporated in Caledonia, it clearly changes the statue of both countries. I will have to see again exactly how Caledonia's relationship with the Empire of Loago is described in our constitution to see if it changes, but it is clear that it changes the statue of Loago from an empire to a mere state. It is a constitutional change by itself. It needs to come to a referendum, if not in Caledonia, at least in Loago for sure," said Peran frowning as he was still skimming over the text of the bill. "I have a feeling that a referendum will be needed in both countries for it," she said.

    A knock was hear again on the door. A man, with a red face who appeared to have been running has opened the door and was followed by the valet. "Excuse me, madam, sir, I couldn't stop him," said the valet. Gwen recognised the man immediately. "No, it is okay. I know him, let him in," she said. "What do you have for me, Tegan?" she asked. Peran was still rereading the bill and didn't really gave so much attention to the man. "Ma'am it is of extreme urgency," he said as he gave a sealed document to Gwen. She opened it and started reading it. Peran observed that her eyes were shocked for a second, before they became confident again. "It seems we might win legally," she said. "What is it?" asked Peran. "Not here, let's go for a smoke outside," she said.

    The three went outside, in the garden behind the building. "The frost was cruel last night," commented Gwen as she went deeper into the still dark garden, as the sun didn't risen up yet. As the two men came closer, she continued "do you want cigarettes?" she asked as she gave each a cigarette and lighted them up. "Like I said, earns in the walls. Little in number this early in the morning, but still there. Here, in the garden, snowberries, oaks and juniper berries don't have ears," she said smiling. "Gentlemen, here is the reason to bring down the National Union and Madec and also plan B in it's undoing," she continued. "What is it?" asked Peran. "Invasion plans for the Peninsular Republic and for Boumerda," said Tegan. Peran was so shocked that he even dropped his cigarette. "What?!" he asked with a stern but still, slow voice. "It seems that with the disbandment of the Viridian Compact thanks to the incorporation of Loago into Caledonia, new negotiations have to be done with the Boumerdans to sign new free trade and travel treaties. It seems that Madec wants to give the Boumerdans an ultimatum: Chostangea or bust. What we have here are potential invasion plans from Dun Rheged into deep Himyar," she said. Peran was shocked. "They want to start a war? What's with the Peninsular Republic?" he asked. Gwen took a few moments to skim over the papers and then concluded: "They want to declare the Republic as hostile for harbouring Pan-Himyari nationalist elements and to invade it from Loago," she said. Peran inspired deeply and for a few moments the group stood in silence, the only noise being heard being the burning of the tobacco in the other two lit cigarettes. "It started snowing again," Gwen said with an irritated voice. "My old bones need to have the spring coming as fast as possible," she continued. Peran was silent. He was thinking more as of why is this hag more irritated of the snow that of the plans which would clearly destroy Caledonia. "So," she turned to him, "meet Tegan. He is a very good friend of mine and of my associates. He is an intelligence officer at the Bureau or State Security," she said. The two men shook hands. Peran was sure that Tegan wasn't his real name and most surely he was infiltrated in the National Union, but what he managed to bring out from there made him earn his respect. "You now understand why I want to bring down those monsters?" she asked. "Do you have the means?" asked Peran. "I'd say I have some power and I also have associates," she said before pausing to extinguish the cigarette. "I have three plans, and I need you to be part of plan A," she made a pause again and she put her arm on his shoulder. "I know that your son is a soon to be officer. I think he will finish this spring the academy. Do you want him to die in the savannas of Loago or in the deserts of Boumerda?" she asked sternly. Peran only shook his head. "I lost my father when in 1957 the northerners revolted. I lost a son, when in '85, Chostangea was lost. I do not want to see any more deaths for the sake of a dying empire and for a crown which is so far away from the people it represents. Look at it now. Yesterday, fifteen students and workers have been killed by the blueshirts and the police and more than 500 were arrested and the crown is silent. I want to stop this madness and I want you to join me," she said. Peran just nodded.
     
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    15th of February 2018, 1630 hours


    Tegan was waiting for the Constitutional Court to finish it's meeting. It was the most important step in what him and Gwen Felix called "The Legal-Revolutionary Process". Two days ago, him, Gwen and Aedan Blacach have met to discuss the next moves to bring down the fascists and to discuss a potential escape plan, should Saig Madec manage to suppress the Saturday demonstration and to put the country under the a state of emergency. The three have decided that if this will be done, Gwen Felix will be waited at the airport by a helicopter which would take her first to Calidia and then to Kadikistan, while Aedan Blacach will activate the LCC partisans which will be joined by a large part of the army and by most of the secret services, with Tegan being the liaison between the LCC partisans and the rebel elements in the army and the secret services. ""But it mustn't come to that," said Tegan then, but Blacach responded: "Should it still happen, I don't think Kadikistan would leave us for the fascists, especially when they didn't leave the Slavonians behind." Either way, things mustn't come to that, Tegan still thought.

    After he heard the sounds of the chairs being pushed as the judges rose from their desks, Tegan went to the door. The first to come out, was Gwen Felix. Tegan approached her. "You know the drill. By the snowberry bushes," she said, before turning to Peran Drest, telling him to organise and give the statements in the press conference. Gwen took out a cigarette and went outside, followed by Tegan.

    "It is done." she said lighting her cigarette. "The National Union is no more, theoretically speaking, of course," she said, sighing. "Tonight and tomorrow will be crucial," she continued, "I have told the other judges to be careful in those next days. I expect Saig Madec to do something regrettable. He might ask for martial law, to keep himself in power," she sighed again. "I have kept contact with the State Security Administration and with the 325th Guard Battalion, the Dun Eidyn garrison. They have said that should Madec and his cronies call the army to restore order, they will not follow the orders and will remain in their barracks, but at the first reports of another unit coming towards the capital, they will come in the city first and arrest Madec and the fascists," said Tanet lighting a cigarette. "It is imperative not to turn this into a civil war. We don't need a new 1957. We have legally weakened Madec up to the point in which, if we would know clearly that there won't be any coup from his side, Aedan Blacach and the League of Communists would call for a motion of no confidence, they would win it and we would be over with this circus... But sadly we know that Madec won't play the legal card. That is why we must crush him. All this legal stuff is for the others, we feel a sense of legalism. In truth, you and me both know how things are done politically around here. We talk soft, while we carry big sticks. Currently, with the Saturday demonstration and with the loyalty of the LCC partisans, the State Security Administration and the southern military units, I like to think that I carry a branch, not a stick," said Gwen smiling victoriously. "The problem are the Caitish people and their blindness towards progress. They will surely support Madec and I imagine that they will organise a resistance," she continued. "They can be easily crushed, like they were in 1957. This time, the Caledonians are clearly with us, so it wouldn't even be as complicated like it was 60 years ago. But now, until Saturday, I want you to be safe and I want you to go and wait for that moment at the place we talked before. The Administration will provide protection, but you need to be in our range, we expect everything from the blueshirts and Madec," said Tanet.

    After he left Gwen Felix and Ys House, Tanet went to his car, where Oan Preden, another agent of the State Security Administration was waiting. "We have a development," started Preden to report. "Is Madec already beginning his coup?" asked Tanet interrupting him. "No, nothing of the sorts. The Government Palace is quiet currently. No, the problem is a new actor on the scene," Preden continued, "a post-delegationist group from the student scene, with members from the National Students' Union," said Preden as Tanet got into the car and started driving towards the western edge of the city. "And they are prepared and even have some fireworks with them," Preden continued, while reading a report. "Post-Delegs? Exactly what we needed... anarcho-capitalists over all this motherfucking chaos," Tanet commented. "They can actually help us," Preden said. "From the looks of it, their target is the headquarters of the Blueshirts," said Preden smiling. "Well, well... It would be an interesting development then. Let them bomb the shit out of that place and then arrest them for arson and terrorist attacks," said Tanet as he turned on the radio and tuned in on RBI. They continued their drive in silence, as Preden was making some notes on the report while he was at some points humming alongside the music on the radio.
    The car stopped in the parking lot in front of the military base of the Dun Eidyn Garrison.

    "It is good that you came so quickly. I have heard the news. So legally Madec is defeated, right?" asked colonel Mateo Brendan, as the two men from the State Security Administration entered the base and then in the colonel's office. "Well, legally he is now heading a minority government. He will be brought down on Saturday," Tanet commented. "We have a problem here, and I think it is because of you," Colonel Brendan continued, showing a document to Tanet and Peran. "A Caitman by the name of Talorc has been appointed commander of the Dun Eidyn government," said Colonel Brendan with an irritated voice. "Whatever you did at the Constitutional Court has made Madec so desperate as to promote a Major to Colonel and to give him the command of the 325th Guard Battalion, replacing me," continued Brendan laughing nervously. "So he is desperate and afraid," said Peran smirking. "Yes, but when he is afraid he is the most dangerous. When is this Colonel Talorc scheduled to arrive?" asked Tanet. "Tomorrow night," said Brendan. "I don't think he can do anything. If Madec wants to Caitishise the southern armies to keep them loyal, he is doing this too late, as the Dun Eidyn garrison is his priority and his guy manages to arrive only by tomorrow evening. It seems that even nature itself favours us with the snows that are blocking the north," he continued. "If this Talorc guy will do anything that would compromise the Saturday Revolution, I will simply put him under arrest. The men will follow me," concluded Brendan. "Perfect, do that. I will keep you posted. Depending on how the situation develops, the army would be called to keep the peace. Either way, this is the second last day of the Kingdom," said Tanet.
     

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