Port Yatkrel
Phasmian Empire
Tuesday, March 15
This is a day to be remembered by history forever. I am currently sitting in my basement hiding from the missiles and bombs. This may very well be my last will and testament, so let me tell you what's happening.
We were proud socialists. We didn't go hungry, none of us, at all. We praised our system of government for the spoils it provided us. That was where the trouble began. Aeisonia, our massive northern neighbour, thought we were defaming "glorious capitalism" and their way of life. We kind of were up to then, but then our government made a statement saying that socialism was superior, and capitalism was a mistake. That was it. Aeisonia would have no more, and our navy severely underestimated their capabilities.
So that's where we are now. The radio is saying the Aeisonians have nuked the capital and that their army was advancing on the southern tip from the north. Our defences against ships down here are too strong for them at the moment, but when their army gets down here and disables them, we're finished. My basement is safe enoug---