Until the whole thing is turned into a burned shroud by a thermonuclear missile, and 10,000 years later is nothing more than a couple of inconsequential bricks that sheep graze over.
Oh Ozymandias, would that you had King C'nut as an advisor!
Until the whole thing is turned into a burned shroud by a thermonuclear missile, and 10,000 years later is nothing more than a couple of inconsequential bricks that sheep graze over.
Oh Ozymandias, would that you had King C'nut as an advisor!
Until the whole thing is turned into a burned shroud by a thermonuclear missile, and 10,000 years later is nothing more than a couple of inconsequential bricks that sheep graze over.
Oh Ozymandias, would that you had King C'nut as an advisor!