you walk with your fellow deserter out of the brush and onto the beginning of a grassy hilled paradise. Nothing but nature and wilderness for tens of miles around. The shimmering spring sky above you, an almost irritating blue. The Mediterranean in the distance, a forest to you back. This is where you’ll build your new independent nation no matter who or what gets in your way. (Pick who you want to be and what this country will be called)
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