Ostmark
Establishing Nation
- Joined
- Nov 18, 2018
- Messages
- 837
- Capital
- Wien
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OSTMARK, THIS DISTANT FATHERLAND OF MINE
A love letter to Ostmark.
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By Anonymous
REDACTED (Redacted) - Today, as I pen the 400th entry in Die Republik, a strange mixture of humility and pride overtakes me. To write this is not merely to mark a milestone, it is to pour the soul of a writer into the essence of a nation that has transcended the realm of imagination and become something far greater. Ostmark, this distant Fatherland of mine, is a living, breathing tapestry of stories, struggles, triumphs, and the shared dreams of its people.
Ostmark is not just a nation. It is its valleys and rivers, its villages dotted with spires and cobblestone streets, its industrious cities, and its great capital of Wien, where history whispers from every corner. It is its workers and farmers, its poets and engineers, its Landwehr soldiers who march with goose-stepping precision not to oppress but to honor the Republic they serve. Ostmark is its shared hope for democracy, its striving for unity, and its resilience forged in the fires of adversity.
I have seen it all, or at least as much as one might through the written words and the uninterrupted flow of seven years. I've witnessed the dark days of the past, when shadows of authoritarianism threatened to snuff out the spirit of the Ostmarkian people. I've pictured the Volksrepublik and its fall. I've imagined the fireworks that lit up the skies of Wien as the Republic was reborn.
I have watched as Ostmark’s history unfolded, its characters emerging onto the stage of this grand narrative. Volkskanzler Horst Grasser, the mastermind of the National-Syndicalist regime. Staatspräsident Karl Albrecht, wise and neutral in his role as guardian of the Republic. Kanzler Walter Eidman, the lighthouse in a dark sea, whose words once gave courage to a people hungry for freedom. Kanzlerin Karina Berger, a symbol of pragmatic leadership and tireless service. Kanzler Alexander Besselman, a former journalist and storyteller like me and the youngest chancellor in Ostmark’s history, who now carries the torch of democracy forward with idealism and resolve. These figures are no longer mere names in a story—they are the embodiment of Ostmark’s journey, its struggles, and its dreams.
But Ostmark is not just its leaders. It is its people. It is the factory worker in Wien. It is the farmer in the countryside, tilling the fertile soil to feed the nation. It is the mother comforting her child, the teacher inspiring young minds, the soldier standing guard at the borders. It is every voice in the choir of six million souls, each contributing their note to the symphony of Ostmark, each one firmly pictured into my mind.
Publishing and reading these 400 entries has been a labor of love, a journey that has taken me not just through the history of a nation, but trhough the lives of its people, their emotions, their failures and their success. And so, as we celebrate this milestone, I find myself overwhelmed with gratitude. Gratitude for the readers from all the corners Europe that have followed this journey, for the readers of Die Republik who have immersed themselves in the events in Ostmark, and for the opportunity to tell the story of its people. But most of all, gratitude for Ostmark itself—for this little nation that has become, in its own way, as real to me as the ground beneath my feet.
Ostmark is a reflection of hope. It is a reminder that even in the darkest of times, a light can shine. May its people continue to thrive, its land continue to prosper, and its story continue to inspire.
To the land of my heart and the fatherland of my imagination,
To Ostmark, the most beautiful country in the world, I dedicate this 400th entry on Die Republik.
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