The End of the End

When the world died, hope died. For years after the Cull, we strove we rose up against the slavers and exploiters, we fought back the crazies, we broke the soil again and farmed like our ancestors. Could it ever be enough? With history broken, the old orders and certainties have lost their hold. But the bad and the cruel will always seek to rise, and disaster is always one mistake away. Chaos wants to return. Journal of the Plague Year brought you three tales from the first days of the Cull; now