This was the first real cold this season, and it always hits me the same way. It's a bit depressing, the cold--makes things darker, feels lonelier and quieter.
And it got me thinking about how crappy life has to be in this world I've made. How that chill just smothers everything you do, and the quiet realization in my head of "ooo...weather just got set to hard mode". It made me realize that there was a lot of potential in that as a core of the people of this world--these were people who had lived for generations with that monster outside the walls.
No wonder things are getting bad in the Sanctum. It's been two hundred years with that chill desperation.
Then I saw this:
A new works cited--Snowpiercer. A lovely little movie about a bunch of survivors on a train in a frozen wasteland where there's no chance of survival in the frozen wastes and highly stratified society.
...sound familiar?
It also gives us the ever-popular line of Captain America talking about how he knows what baby tastes like, so there's that).
Mind, things aren't quite as bad for the poor people in my Tower--there's room to move, goods and materials, and trade. The same issues exist though--the system is built to keep a select few on top and a bunch of "unfortunates" on the bottom. Yes, this does lead to revolutions and violence from time to time, and yes this could easily read as a metaphor for current society, the writings of a number of Russian gentlemen, and whatever else you want to see. However, since I feel that RPG's aren't the best media for grandstanding and soap-boxing, I'll leave that to you and your table.
On a final note, I'm pondering expanding the blog to be a bit more useful to me as well in a few other ways. This will depend again on time and my ability to decipher blog controls, but...we'll see.
Have a great Thanksgiving this week!
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