May 1941
May 1941May 1941After sustaining six months of almost nightly bombings, London had become a shell of its former self. On December 29, 1940, a fierce night of bombings resulted in a conflagration so widespread that all of London seemed to burn. It was a night everyone wanted to forget like some awful nightmare, too savage and devastating to believe to be real. The fires had been so great they’d lit up the night sky as though it were day, but day on a hellish planet somewhere alien that no one recognized. Screams, sirens, calls for help, and the sounds of emergency vehicles blurred into the roar of flames until one could barely hear anything but the suffering of London and its people.
allYet despite it all, London hadn’t fallen. It had become a gaunt, haunted figure of its former
