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“Every move is a life, Elias. You aren't playing history. You’re feeding it.”

Elias froze. The game was narrating the internal lives of its pixels. He tried to close the program, but the mouse wouldn't move. The golden borders of Prussia began to bleed outward, turning the rest of the map into a dark, static void. Rise.of.Prussia.Gold.rar

“Captain Hauer shivers in the dawn mist at Leuthen. He wonders if the man behind the glass knows he is out of bread.” “Every move is a life, Elias