One More Long Fall...
There wasn't much warning.
Katar Hol had finally contacted Koltor Zal, Thanagarian representative of the Green Lantern Corps, and Zal was proving to be an invaluable resource. Katar was in his twelfth revision of the charter agreement between Pul's threadbare government and the citizens of the Downside, the hungry and poor huddled masses yearning to breathe free.
It was finally shaping up into something defensible, something workable with enough commitment and dedication. The hard part of implementation was the next giant step to take in the rebuilding of Thanagar into a place that its denizens could take pride in again. Thanagar would be a name one could invoke without immediately needing to prepare for a diatribe or an assault from those the conquering regimes of years past had wronged. It was to be a bright day, finally, in the long history of darkness.
Then the boom came, shaking the foundations of the halls of government, followed by a thunderous rain of heavy footfalls.
Then another boom followed soon after. And another.
A pit quickly opened in Katar Hol's gut, and he knew the dream was doomed.
"Zal! What's going on?!"
Katar Hol had finally contacted Koltor Zal, Thanagarian representative of the Green Lantern Corps, and Zal was proving to be an invaluable resource. Katar was in his twelfth revision of the charter agreement between Pul's threadbare government and the citizens of the Downside, the hungry and poor huddled masses yearning to breathe free.
It was finally shaping up into something defensible, something workable with enough commitment and dedication. The hard part of implementation was the next giant step to take in the rebuilding of Thanagar into a place that its denizens could take pride in again. Thanagar would be a name one could invoke without immediately needing to prepare for a diatribe or an assault from those the conquering regimes of years past had wronged. It was to be a bright day, finally, in the long history of darkness.
Then the boom came, shaking the foundations of the halls of government, followed by a thunderous rain of heavy footfalls.
Then another boom followed soon after. And another.
A pit quickly opened in Katar Hol's gut, and he knew the dream was doomed.
"Zal! What's going on?!"