And He Wept
Prolouge
2005
Stockholm
An elementary student listens to his teacher. Oh how he loathed that teacher who gave the most monotonous lectures. However, today's lesson has him on the edge of his seat. It talks a dictator, a bold ambition, the war to end all wars, and the end of innocence...
1938
Stockholm
Over 65 years beforehand, Sven Alfven sat at his desk. Smuggly, he grinned as he thumbed through various newspapers all dating March, 17, 1934. He gently laid one page of newspaper down and picked up the second. The headlines read in bold print; Coup ended; Communists victorious! Of course this idea did not express the views of many ,but shortly after the communist propaganda fluttered through the streets. Most of the discontented had fled to Norway, Finland, Denmark, or England and many that did not were promptly executed. However, despite the turmoil of the age the "People's Sweden" was flourishing. The standard of living had not dropped dramatically and the people were all well fed. Alfven snickered pathetically in his own despair as he remembered the coup that gave him this position. "Ahh, the coup.." he spoke softly to himself, "..the coup..." He remembered some of his close friends that had been killed. And the thousands upon thousands who, without question, risked, and in some cases, gave their lives for him on his march to Stockholm. He shed a tear for those that had died, and shed another for himself...
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The bored, yet slightly amused student flipped ahead in his history book. He came across a large picture of a statue of a man, his hands outstretched. He seemed godly... The caption read, "Sven Alfven; Leader of the Communist movement in Sweden; 1896-???" He soon came across a title in bold print which read, Rise of People's Sweden and the Coup of 1933. He read it slowly to himself.
The student, awestruck began to daydream about times past. The teacher, seeing his failure to pay attention, slapped her ruler on the student's desk quickly arousing him from his dream. Dazed and embarrassed he shrunk in his seat.
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Alfven quickly regained his composure and sat up. He was busy, and this wasn't the time for him to feel sorry for himself. The first military operation of People's Sweden would begin in days time. The first challenge for the People's Army of Sweden would soon come.
Prolouge
2005
Stockholm
An elementary student listens to his teacher. Oh how he loathed that teacher who gave the most monotonous lectures. However, today's lesson has him on the edge of his seat. It talks a dictator, a bold ambition, the war to end all wars, and the end of innocence...
1938
Stockholm
Over 65 years beforehand, Sven Alfven sat at his desk. Smuggly, he grinned as he thumbed through various newspapers all dating March, 17, 1934. He gently laid one page of newspaper down and picked up the second. The headlines read in bold print; Coup ended; Communists victorious! Of course this idea did not express the views of many ,but shortly after the communist propaganda fluttered through the streets. Most of the discontented had fled to Norway, Finland, Denmark, or England and many that did not were promptly executed. However, despite the turmoil of the age the "People's Sweden" was flourishing. The standard of living had not dropped dramatically and the people were all well fed. Alfven snickered pathetically in his own despair as he remembered the coup that gave him this position. "Ahh, the coup.." he spoke softly to himself, "..the coup..." He remembered some of his close friends that had been killed. And the thousands upon thousands who, without question, risked, and in some cases, gave their lives for him on his march to Stockholm. He shed a tear for those that had died, and shed another for himself...
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The bored, yet slightly amused student flipped ahead in his history book. He came across a large picture of a statue of a man, his hands outstretched. He seemed godly... The caption read, "Sven Alfven; Leader of the Communist movement in Sweden; 1896-???" He soon came across a title in bold print which read, Rise of People's Sweden and the Coup of 1933. He read it slowly to himself.
The Communist movement in Sweden had been gaining momentum in Sweden since the 1920's. Sven Alfven was able to gather a large following through the media and through his brillent speaches. In 1932 Alfven led 5,000 men through Northern Sweden, where the Communist movement had it's roots. Panicked by the formation of the People's Army of Sweden, as the many called it, the current government sent an Army of 2,000 soldiers to halt the PAS from moving south. Growing tensions forced the government to send more soldiers to the line bolstering their forces two fold. With the assassination of a leading aristocrat, supposedly by the communists, the governmental soldiers were ordered the eradicate the PAS. The PAS, with great leadership, courage, and luck, defeated the better armed and clothed governmental army marking the first battle of the Revolution (December, 12, 1932). Many battles later Stockholm was captured and the goverment driven out. Alfven had won. The "Red Age" of Sweden had begun...
The student, awestruck began to daydream about times past. The teacher, seeing his failure to pay attention, slapped her ruler on the student's desk quickly arousing him from his dream. Dazed and embarrassed he shrunk in his seat.
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Alfven quickly regained his composure and sat up. He was busy, and this wasn't the time for him to feel sorry for himself. The first military operation of People's Sweden would begin in days time. The first challenge for the People's Army of Sweden would soon come.
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