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“Around 2200AD a new order was emerging.”
“In Wor and the other big cities, the senior officers in the security services noticed that people were no longer showing up for work. Then some of the senior officers left too. Police and army! Obviously some senior officers didn’t leave. They wouldn’t go, or they couldn’t go.”
“City halls and town halls had emptied. There was simply no local government. And central government ended up with rogue police and rogue army officers in charge. They had some really toxic people at all levels.”
“Across Worringfolk, local government evolved into a hammer. It’s useful for hitting a nail, and little else. If you really want a screwdriver or a spanner or a saw, your hammer is going to make a real mess of the job.”
“Once one rogue boss cemented his control over one town, it all snowballed. It seemed like a last chance for the good ones to escape. So more left. Leaving behind an even worse crowd of scoundrels. The people who didn’t get out were swallowed up by a corrupt regime.”
KristalClear is totally gobsmacked, and looks on in complete astonishment, “you mean there were literally thousands and thousands of people coming into Wolfland, and Meirionydd?”
“Anywhere that had high ground, anywhere with abundant fresh water. Quality streams and rivers. The favourite destinations were the Lake District and Eryri. Welsh was already coming back into favour back then, although English speakers were able to fit in OK. It caused a bit of local animosity, but what could they do? The Cedyrn and the Wolfies accepted a lot of refugees.”
“They’d have to!” exclaims KristalClear, “you can’t just send people back to a wicked and corrupt regime.”
“Oh, some people tried!”
“Even in Lancaster there was resistance to the newcomers. Big demonstrations, protest marches! The migrants were Scouse speakers, different people, different customs, coming to steal our jobs they said. They were a wicked big tribe full of
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