Well, it's happened. I had hoped I wouldn't have to live to see this bloody day, but my London is under attack.
The smell of smoke awoke me (yes, I rise late). Frantically, I ran to the window and put my head out, to meet with a horrible sight. What I first thought was London fog, was actually smoke. Loads and loads of smoke, mingled with the
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