did somebody say dystopian clegan au? No? That's really too bad because it's already being written and this bad boy isn't getting deleted any time soon!
It had started like any other war. A demand for more land, an urge for more power, a deep-rooted hatred for those struggling, and turned into nothing more than a need to murder more. The world had gone mad and there were no longer ethnicities, races, personalities. Your skin colour, the stability of your mind, the people you kiss. It didn't matter as long as you had gold and a devotion to those above you. Gale's mother never allowed him to educate himself about the whole ordeal, saying how all he needs to worry about is the scuffs on his cufflinks and the stubble on his chin. She'd redirect his head to face outside and smile brightly. ‘Oh honey, just look at how beautiful it is. Why bother with the past when you have everything you'll ever need at your fingertips here?’
