A man in exile

I will not bore you with the details of my childhood. But as I work now on my final overture, my last attempt to end Australian hegemony, I feel I must address the circumstances that led me here to Leiden, where I will make my final stand. 

Suffice to say I was born in Latvia during the great Baltic-Australian war, the facts of which are of course known to all and need not be described to any length.

I will say this though, as part of the bourgeoisie my family were hit hard. Both of my parents were killed during the gruesome invasion of Riga, after this my nanny, a polish national named Clementine who luckily still had a sense of where she belonged, took me through the forests of Eastern Europe to train me in the classical arts of my people.

 

Twenty years later I emerged and a boy had turned into a man. Clementine had, during our long stay in the wilderness, made sure to train me in the ways of the mind as well as the body.

It was now time to set my plan into action. I would singlehandedly start the events, that would drive out the Aussies from my ancestral home, and once again glorious Latvia would be free.

 

Unfortunately imperial Australia had not been resting either. They had by that time gotten most of Europe under its heel. After the Baltic wars they proceeded though Poland, Germany and France. By the time they reached the Pyrenees the rest of Europe decided that they would rather live bound by shackles of Australia, than put up a fight and perhaps die free. Cowards!

 

Only the Bohemian Republic and the Gaelic Confederation had remained free of Australian influences.  And only because these filthy collaborators were the main suppliers of the blimps and zeppelins needed by the Australians to maintain air superiority.

 

This is all I have time to write now. Later I will tell how my first run in with an Australian, almost cost me my honor, my life and through that, the plan.

While taking my daily walk these past few weeks I noticed someone watching me from afar. They have found me.

Even with all my preventive measures they have located me in my perfect hiding place.

This will not end well, and as of today I consider myself as having entered the final chapter of my life. For those who still have a one, I will write down the happenings that led me to this place, Leiden. I will do this so people don’t make the same mistakes that I have made.

I will also write down my final observations regarding their agent and on how to identify them. I hope someone will continue my work, so that we one day will rid this beautiful planet from the pest that they are. Goddamn Australians!