From the day
Perspective: The Future Historian · Sight
I scan the monochrome headlines through my chronoscope, observing the jagged silhouette of a fractured Berlin where the Red specter retreats before the ballot box. I watch a weary laborer in a heavy wool coat count out his last few pennies, sighing as he acknowledges that $0.06 is a steep price to pay for a single loaf of bread in this unstable economy. The air smells of coal smoke and uncertainty, yet the children nearby are blissfully oblivious, dodging through the slush as they play a game of tag to avoid catching "cooties." Overhead, the flicker of early arc welding sparks against the gray sky like a premonition of the industrial machine that will soon redefine the century.