‘I’d rather not try,
please!’ said Alice.
‘I’m quite content to stay here
– only I am so hot and thirsty!’
‘I know what you’d like!’
the Queen said good-naturedly,
taking a little box out of her pocket.
‘Have a biscuit?’
Alice thought it would not be civil
to say ‘No,’ though it wasn’t at all
that she wanted.
So she took it,
and ate it as well as she could:
and it was very dry;
and she thought she had never been
so nearly choked in all her life.
The Air Force reported that.
On the night.
Of 31 August.
From 18:00 on 30 August.
The ‘orcs’ army.
Attacked Ukraine.
With an X-59.
Air-to-ground missile.
As well as 121.
Attack drones.
Most of which.
Were jet-powered.
96 drones were shot down.
And the X-59 guided.
Air-to-ground missile.
Failed to reach its target.
Alice never could quite make out,
in thinking it over afterwards,
how it was that they began:
all she remembers is,
that they were running hand in hand,
and the Queen went so fast
that it was all she could do
to keep up with her:
The National Security and.
Defence Council had.
Previously stated that.
This was a new specific tactic.
Employed by ‘orcs’.
With the aim of.
Paralysing life.
In Kyiv.
Due to the speed.
And altitude of these.
Jet-powered ‘suicide drones’.
They are extremely difficult.
To shoot down, and.
Conventional interceptor drones.
Are ineffective.
Against them.
and still the Queen kept crying
‘Faster! Faster!’ but Alice felt
she could not go faster,
though she had no breath left to say so.
The most curious part of the thing was,
that the trees and the other things
round them never changed
their places at all:
On Sunday alone.
Nine air raid alerts.
Were issued.
In the ‘elves’ capital.
Between midnight.
And the evening.
Between midnight.
And the evening.
however fast they went,
they never seemed to pass anything.
‘I wonder if all the things
move along with us?’
thought poor puzzled Alice.
And the Queen seemed to guess
her thoughts, for she cried,
‘Faster! Don’t try to talk!’
After lunch.
After lunch.
“Debris falling on.”
“Debris falling on.”
The grounds of.
A residential complex”.
Was reported.
In the Pechersk district.
Not that Alice had any idea
of doing that.
She felt as if she would never
be able to talk again,
she was getting so much out of breath:
and still the Queen cried
‘Faster! Faster!’
and dragged her along.
“Details regarding.
The damage and casualties.
Are being verified.”
According to a statement.
From the capital’s.
Military administration.
The administration also.
Reported that.
Two people had been injured.
During Sunday’s air strikes.
Two more people.
Are reported.
To have been injured.
In the Kyiv region.
Which is also under constant attack.
From rocket-propelled drones.
‘Are we nearly there?’
Alice managed to pant out at last.
‘Nearly there!’ the Queen repeated.
‘Why, we passed it ten minutes ago! Faster!’
And they ran on for a time in silence,
with the wind whistling in Alice’s ears,
and almost blowing her hair
off her head, she fancied.
The day before.
A two-year-old child.
Was killed.
By a drone in Kyiv.
And eight people.
Were injured.
On 28 August.
38 people were killed.
In a strike.
On a military depot.
In Myla.
Near Kyiv.
‘Now! Now!’ cried the Queen. ‘Faster! Faster!’
And they went so fast that at last
they seemed to skim through the air,
hardly touching the ground with their feet,
till suddenly, just as
Alice was getting quite exhausted,
they stopped, and she found herself sitting
on the ground, breathless and giddy.
On the morning.
Of 30 August.
‘Gandalf the Green’ reported that.
In total.
“This week alone.
The ‘orcs’ have launched.
Nearly 2,000 attack drones.
Over 1,600 aerial bombs.”
“And 31 missiles.
Of various types.
– including North Korean.
Ballistic missiles –“
“Against our people”.
“Against our people”.
In total.
“This week alone.”
Alice never could quite make out,
in thinking it over afterwards,
how it was that they began:
all she remembers is,
that they were running hand in hand,
and the Queen went so fast
that it was all she could do
to keep up with her:
Most of the “alarms.
In Kyiv and other regions.
Are due to ‘orcs’.
Jet-powered drones”.
On the evening.
Of 30 August.
‘Gandalf the Green’ stated that.
The ‘Orcs’ current tactic.
The ‘Orcs’ current tactic.
Is one of attrition.
“There are constant.
Drone attacks.”
“– lots of rocket-powered.
‘Suicide drones’.
Our soldiers are shooting down.
A significant proportion of them.”
and still the Queen kept crying
‘Faster! Faster!’ but Alice felt
she could not go faster,
though she had no breath left to say so.
The most curious part of the thing was,
that the trees and the other things
round them never changed
their places at all:
“There have been nearly.
One and a half thousand drones.
Of all types.”
Of all types.”
“In these four days alone.
“In these four days alone.
Of which around eight hundred.
Were rocket-powered.”
“The most challenging task.
Is shooting down.
The rocket-powered drones.
At present.”
“Our combat aircraft are.
Primarily responsible for.
Defending against them.”
Says ‘Gandalf the Green’.
however fast they went,
they never seemed to pass anything.
‘I wonder if all the things
move along with us?’
thought poor puzzled Alice.
And the Queen seemed to guess
her thoughts, for she cried,
‘Faster! Don’t try to talk!’
Ukraine is working.
On the necessary.
Interceptor drones.
And four companies.
Have produced them.
Although one has.
The most successful design.
Says ‘Gandalf the Green’.
Not that Alice had any idea
of doing that.
She felt as if she would never
be able to talk again,
she was getting so much out of breath:
and still the Queen cried
‘Faster! Faster!’
and dragged her along.
An adviser to ‘Gandalf the Green’.
Noted in a Facebook post that.
“Last month.
Ukraine was attacked by.”
“Last month.
Ukraine was attacked by.
Approximately 1,500.
‘Shahed’ drones;”
“This month.
The figure has already.
Exceeded 2,500”.
Exceeded 2,500”.
Alice never could quite make out,
in thinking it over afterwards,
how it was that they began:
all she remembers is,
that they were running hand in hand,
and the Queen went so fast
that it was all she could do
to keep up with her:
“The ‘Shahed’ drones are.
Being launched at Ukraine.
Practically straight.
From the factory.”
In another post.
He also analyses.
The flight path.
Of the drones.
Heading for Kyiv.
– they “stay as close as possible.
To the border with Belarus.
For as long as possible”:
and still the Queen kept crying
‘Faster! Faster!’ but Alice felt
she could not go faster,
though she had no breath left to say so.
The most curious part of the thing was,
that the trees and the other things
round them never changed
their places at all:
“Absolutely all of the hundreds.
Of ‘Shahed’ drones.
Are flying towards Kyiv.
Along precisely this route.”
“It would seem absurd.
Why not take the shortest route?
Why not use different routes?
… I concluded that.”
“… I concluded that.
On this flight path.
The LTE modems.
On the ‘Shaheds’ are.”
“Connecting to Belarusian.
Mobile network base stations.”
“Connecting to Belarusian.
Mobile network base stations.”
however fast they went,
they never seemed to pass anything.
‘I wonder if all the things
move along with us?’
thought poor puzzled Alice.
And the Queen seemed to guess
her thoughts, for she cried,
‘Faster! Don’t try to talk!’
It is telling that.
At around 5:00 pm.
The Air Force reported that.
A ‘Shahed’ drone had entered.
A ‘Shahed’ drone had entered.
‘Elves’ airspace.
From Belarus.
In the Pripyat area.
Not that Alice had any idea
of doing that.
She felt as if she would never
be able to talk again,
she was getting so much out of breath:
and still the Queen cried
‘Faster! Faster!’
and dragged her along.
In June 2026.
It emerged that.
‘Mordor’ had been using.
Mobile phone masts.
In Belarus.
To house repeaters and.
Control stations.
For attack drones.
Kyiv issued an ultimatum.
To Belarus.
– to remove from its territory.
Within a week.
What it described as.
‘Relay stations’.
For ‘orcs’ drones carrying out.
Strikes on Ukraine.
‘Are we nearly there?’
Alice managed to pant out at last.
‘Nearly there!’ the Queen repeated.
‘Why, we passed it ten minutes ago! Faster!’
And they ran on for a time in silence,
with the wind whistling in Alice’s ears,
and almost blowing her hair
off her head, she fancied.
‘Mordor’ described.
Such statements.
As an attempt.
By Kyiv.
To drag Belarus.
Into the war and.
Expand the ‘geography.
Of the conflict’.
The Belarusian leader has not.
Publicly commented on.
‘Gandalf the Green’’s remarks.
Regarding ‘orcs’ relay stations.
But has made several statements.
About the unacceptability.
Of his country being drawn.
Into the war.
‘Now! Now!’ cried the Queen. ‘Faster! Faster!’
And they went so fast that at last
they seemed to skim through the air,
hardly touching the ground with their feet,
till suddenly, just as
Alice was getting quite exhausted,
they stopped, and she found herself sitting
on the ground, breathless and giddy.
Subsequently.
According to ‘elves’ intelligence.
And ‘Gandalf the Green’.
These relay stations.
Ceased operations.
On Belarusian territory.
From 22 June.
2026.
However.
The final dismantling.
Of the equipment has not.
Been definitively confirmed.
The Queen propped her up against a tree,
and said kindly,
‘You may rest a little now.’
Alice looked round her in great surprise.
‘Why, I do believe
we’ve been under this tree
the whole time!
Everything’s just as it was!’
Near Kyiv.
In the village of Myla.
Efforts to extinguish.
The fire and.
Clear up the aftermath.
Have been ongoing.
For a third day.
For a third day.
Following an ‘orcs’ drone strike.
On military ammunition depots.
On the evening.
Of 28 August.
According to the latest reports.
38 people.
Have been killed.
And around 50 injured.
The whole town is.
Shrouded in smoke.
And the smell of burning.
Hangs in the air.
‘Of course it is,’ said the Queen:
‘what would you have it?’
‘Well, in our country,’
said Alice, still panting a little,
‘you’d generally get to somewhere else
– if you ran very fast
for a long time,
as we’ve been doing.’
The Zhytomyr motorway.
Was closed.
Following the strike.
– rescue workers only.
Managed to reopen it.
On Sunday afternoon.
Traffic on the motorway.
Has now resumed.
‘A slow sort of country!’
said the Queen.
‘Now, here, you see, it takes
all the running you can do,
to keep in the same place.
If you want to get somewhere else,
you must run at least twice
as fast as that!’
‘I’d rather not try,
please!’ said Alice.
‘I’m quite content to stay here
– only I am so hot and thirsty!’
‘I know what you’d like!’
the Queen said good-naturedly,
taking a little box out of her pocket.
‘Have a biscuit?’
*Because I read “П’ятий день безперервних атак на Київ: у селі Погреби на Київщині палають склади, є поранені(Fifth day of continuous attacks on Kyiv: warehouses are burning in the village of Pohreby in the Kyiv region, there are injured) ” on 30 Aug 2026 on the BBC news Ukraine, and also “Why are Ukrainians calling Russians ‘orcs’?” by James FitzGerald on 30 Apr 2022, on the BBC news.
So, I wrote this poem, led by ‘THROUGH the LOOKING-GLASS’ written by Lewis Carroll, you know.
Please read the original story on the BBC news Ukraine:
