Author: Kurama

Taxi driver and father of four. He is the sole survivor in Bucha.   In the early hours of 24 February. He was driving his taxi in Kyiv and heard explosions.   He struggled to believe it was actually happening. His first thought that morning was to get the family’s IDs.   If they were […]

Be patient. Be patient. Too much patient but not enough to see you. Be patient. Be patient. On my way from home to where you have a few days. Be patient. Be patient. Too much patient but not enough to call you. Be patient. Be patient. On my way through half of Ukraine by bus. […]

A few residents are trying to survive. Among the ruins in Saltivka.   Shaking her head. A tear still under her eye. “How many have been killed now?”   “And just boys, 18 years old. They had only just begun to live.”   The frontline was less than 10 miles away. There are fears that […]

He is a sailor from Mariupol. On the morning of the invasion. His brother-in-law’s family fled their home for the port city.   Half an hour after they arrived. The first explosions the family heard far. Before even finishing their tea, they decided to leave Mariupol and escape.   “I expected the war to be […]

One missile hit close. While the other struck. The mall in the centre of Kremenchuk.     “We were working.” At 16:00 on Monday. “We thought we were far away from the frontier.”   “We didn’t invade anyone. We just want to live.” He has a shrapnel wound, concussion and multiple scratches.   His wife […]

‘Orcs’ captured the land. ‘Orcs’ captured, but she’s back to. ‘Orcs’ captured the land.   ‘Gandalf the Green’ announced her release from ‘Mordor’. “I’m grateful to everyone who worked for this result. Tayra is already home.”   “I know that everything will work out and we’ll all be home as I’m now.” Tayra thanked ‘Gandalf […]

He lights two candles. One is for his daughter. The other is for her daughter. Both were killed by an ‘orcs’ shell in Mariupol.   Every day in Vinnytsia. At the Holy Transfiguration Cathedral. Stunningly ornate. ‘My dear girls, time will come when we meet.’   “I come here. And I talk to them. I […]

“In Lysychansk, if you are alive. It’s a good day,” now almost in ‘orcs’ hands. Leaving nothing but scorched earth. ‘Mordor’ is erasing history.   Some still trying to get out of their homes. Rushing to board an armoured truck. Scattering and ducking for cover. At the sound of another shell.   A woman wandering […]

The true extent of the horror is hard to uncover. The true existence of the hellhole is hard to uncover.   Telliing as her eyes water. She fled Mariupol just two weeks ago. With the help of her daughter.   “Dead bodies everywhere. People were lying near every house. No one took them away.”   […]

Irpin is on the doorstep of Kyiv. A haven for families before the war.     In a red coat for four weeks. In a street of the leafy town.   Lying where she’d been trampled once. Under the wheels of ‘orcs’ armoured vehicles.   In a red coat for four weeks. Not once but […]