The Figure in the Frame: ch. 2 stratford
2. stratford The sound came from deep within City Hall. It rumbled across the street, now nearly empty and silent. Katherine Hays stared out upon the near-Gothic design of the town's main building, wondering if she'd made the right choice. Among Main Street, phantom shops stood decaying against the crumbling architecture of a city once proud and prosperous. Art thrived here. So too did business and commerce— businesses like restaurants and breweries that complimented the artists and bohemian souls that frequented the town of Stratford. Now, those shops stood silent—its people, ghosts. Few citizens remained in Stratford after The Fall. It came swiftly and aggressively, wiping out the entire artisan population in a single blow—first the quake, then the plague that swept through its streets, then its unsustainability in keeping those who survived afloat. Much has been said about The Fall. Theories abound. But few facts have been proven. We do know this: on the morning of July 7t...