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Alasdair I Frosticus was a nation existing on a dream plane capable of intersecting with reality as we know it, and was ruled by its namesake Emperor (or Basileus). The country remains famous notably for having hosted World Cup 2, the second installment of the enduring football World Cup.

The nation was continually dreamed into existence by the meditating monks of the Imperial Monastery of Haghia Sophia in the capital city of Alasdairopolis. It was rumoured that should the monks be woken, the entire nation would crash out of the dreamworld, killing untold millions.

The nation consisted of a fertile coastal plain, where most of the population lived, and an arid highland called the 'chaco' - where a disproportionate percentage of its football stars came from.

Culturally, Alasdair I Frosticus combined elements of Byzantine-inspired Orthodox theocracy with the political efficiency of Paraguay.

Just about the only surviving historical record relating to the nation (other than the World Cup) regards the victory of the Prince Imperial in an international poetry competition. The original report follows:

THE HOLY EMPIRE TIMES

PRINCE IMPERIAL WINS INTERNATIONAL POETRY COMPETITION! Basileus said to be proud. By Theodore Ducaso, Court Correspondent, Alasdairopolis

The Prince Imperial has won the People's Republic of Love Poetry's poetry competition with a love sonnet rather unimaginatively titled 'Love Sonnet.'

I cannot live, though thou might love me not,

Without the sight of thy bright sun-cast face.

And all the crimes of man are long forgot

When I am bound within thy shining grace.

Why dost thou spurn my freely offered hand

And cast aside my heart as if w'out care

When we together might yet see all lands

United as if you shone everywhere.

Without you all is darkness without light

Come with me then, that we might shine anew,

Emboldened by your sun that stands so bright

And bid all other lovers sweet adieu.

Illume my path with love that I might know

The ways that I might see thy beauty grow.

"I don't care if it is the worst title for a sonnet since Shakespeare was naming his sonnets 'XIV' and 'LIII', I'm still happy to have won the competition" said the Prince. "Now maybe I can get my beloved Zoe Carbonopsina to notice me!"

At this point, the Prince threatened to burst into song, and the press conference was abrubtly terminated by a rioting press who remembered all too well the Prince's renditions of his less impressive past efforts such as 'I love her like a cute little lovelorn puppy would', 'Luvvie-wuvvie-fuvvie', and 'You make me go all soft and gooey inside'.

The Basileus is said to be proud of his nephew, and hopes that his victory in the competition will temporarily put a halt to the Prince's moping about over his unrequited affections.

Sadly, His Imperial Majesty Alasdair I Frosticus eventually decided that the corruption of the physical world was detrimental to the ongoing serenity of his people, and the dreaming monks have severed the link between the altered existence of the dream plane and the physical world, causing the nation to fade from our reality.

But somewhere, the monks still dream.