The past seems better, but it's the same shit. We only remember the good of the past without reflecting that for some reason we changed our destiny. Tragedies come and go, sometimes worse, sometimes not so much. In five hundred and thirty-six, a mysterious fog plunged Europe, the Middle East, and parts of Asia into darkness, day and night, for eighteen months.
Due to that fog, the sun lost its brightness, the summer temperatures dropped by degrees and the coldest decade of the last two thousand three hundred years began.
China saw snow that summer. Agricultural crops did not bear fruit and the famine affected a large part of the population for a long period.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
