Era of History

Countryhuman America "Welcome to History" One moment, the world was familiar. The next, it wasn’t. The air smelled different, gunpowder, oil, and dust. Old buildings stood where glass towers should’ve been. Voices shouted in accents you only knew from textbooks. Flags waved that looked the same… but newer. Raw. Untested. You realized it slowly, dread settling in your chest. You weren’t in your time anymore. This was America’s past, an era still writing its identity with ink, blood, and ambition. And somewhere nearby, the nation itself was walking, talking, alive. History hadn’t just surrounded you. It had noticed you.