The empire across the sea is small. And when this is an age of expansion, they will claim that invasion must be performed in self-defense, that it is a necessity while their people grow hungrier, a population with mouths to feed and feet to plant. Isn’t that how it always goes? Their people are real people. Our people are not real people. Give it a decade, and maybe the sides switch. Give it a century, and maybe the power moves. But here, now—the worst of it begins.
