Julius Gandi
The Foreign Disease
Spoiler :
The Liberator and President Gahiji
Egyptian President Gahiji basks in the glorious morning sun. On a patio of the Presidential Palace he a commanding view of the Nile and Cairo beyond.
He writes in his journal. "The war is over, yet something seems left to be done. The future fate of my people tears at my heart. Our lands spread across the holy lands, an empire of god, truly crowning achievement. Yet, I feel there is much left to be done."
He sets his pen down and looks towards the rising sun as he sips his coffee. The sky is a bright red. The sounds of the city rise in volume as it comes to life. The wind generators on the top of buildings kick in as the pollution level rises. As the pollution begins to blow out into the country the sky shifts to a bluer hue. 'Such a beautiful thing' thought the president.
Egyptian President Gahiji basks in the glorious morning sun. On a patio of the Presidential Palace he a commanding view of the Nile and Cairo beyond.
He writes in his journal. "The war is over, yet something seems left to be done. The future fate of my people tears at my heart. Our lands spread across the holy lands, an empire of god, truly crowning achievement. Yet, I feel there is much left to be done."
He sets his pen down and looks towards the rising sun as he sips his coffee. The sky is a bright red. The sounds of the city rise in volume as it comes to life. The wind generators on the top of buildings kick in as the pollution level rises. As the pollution begins to blow out into the country the sky shifts to a bluer hue. 'Such a beautiful thing' thought the president.