The flames that devoured Kingston were more than just a tragedy; they were a searing indictment of the system/structures/fabric that failed to protect its residents/citizens/people. Witnesses/Eyewitnesses/Survivors speak of a city consumed by chaos/discord/turmoil, where hope flickered/faded/sank in

The mighty Colossus, once a sprawling realm stretching from Britannia to the East|the vast stretches of North Africa, was not immune to the winds of change of time. Seeds of decay were sown in its very core, festering over centuries and finally leading to its precipitous demise. {Internal strife|c