Miss Exotic

Sorrow is the spawn of rich, elected meisters; the Arms Race, the silent wars, and particle colliders, The climb of Sputnik, the fires, and the importance of Geneva, but the radaranges and spy planes have given us amnesia. The world has gone silent, despite being littered with radios, the wordless conflict being observed from orbital telescopes. The end of this rock is coming all too soon, and the last tears to be shed will be shed from on the moon.