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The Miserables Ones
Welcome to Westburry, England. The year is 1832: a time of love, loss, romance and revolution; a time where the wealthy and the unfortunate are separated seemingly for eternity by the barrier of social class; a time where the slightest mistake condemns you to brn in the flaming abyss of hell, doomed to perish in the underworld that is Satan's...
Welcome to Westburry, England. The year is 1832: a time of love, loss, romance and revolution; a time where the wealthy and the unfortunate are separated seemingly for eternity by the barrier of social class; a time where the slightest mistake condemns you to brn in the flaming abyss of hell, doomed to perish in the underworld that is Satan's playground for your wrongs; a time of saints, sinners and those wandering in the forest of the in-between, trapped forever in the hazy mist of the unknown.
At the end of the day you’re another day older
And that’s all you can say for the life of the poor
It’s a struggle, it’s a war
And there’s nothing that anyone’s giving
One more day standing about; what is it for?
One day less to be living
At the end of the day you’re another day colder
And the shirt on your ba doesn’t keep out the chill
As the righteous hurry past they can hear the little ones crying and the plague is coming on fast, ready to kill; one day nearer to dying.
All is not well in the quaint and quiet English town. Though the luminous orange sun shines as brightly as ever in the sapphire sky above, metaphorical storm-clouds lurk just above: multiplying and duplicating and gathering ammunition; preparing to strike; choosing their moment wisely, like an army of soldiers they wait and they plot in the shadows.
The poor too are plotting. They scheme also, planning to revolt against the wealthy ones. Lead by the brave and wise Edgar Benvolio Carthing, they plan to rise up against those above them and re-claim their lost dignity – but will they destroy themselves and ultimately the peace of the serene town in the process?
The mayor tries to control the situation. He is a genuine man of advanced years, living like a hermit in his grand mansion with only his servants and his adoptive daughter, the virginal and ethereal Cosette Ophelia Jacqueline Suzannah White.
Though we are all different, we share one common bond – the bond of misery. We are the miserable, the glum, the melancholy. The frowns never leave our sullen faces.
We live in misery, misery is all we know, for we are its very personification.
We are the miserable ones.
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| Started February 2013
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