Author: Kurama

“The most important thing is. For our children to learn.” A generation forever moulded. By this attack on their country.     “I’m more scared of the fact. I’ll have a new teacher. Than of the war.” He says with a smile.   The 11-year-old is sitting. With his parents and his eight-year-old sister. On […]

Let’s celebrate your return to the classroom. For the new school year on 1 September. The nation’s children are also taking important steps. Today is Knowledge Day.   Let’s celebrate your return to the classroom. Even if it has felt very different for you. ‘Gandalf the Green’ attends a ceremony in Irpin. Today is Knowledge […]

Ukraine spent Wednesday. Marking its annual Independence Day. ‘Gandalf the Green’ had previously said. ‘Mordor’ might do something “cruel” to disrupt the celebrations.   An ‘orc’ rocket strike on a railway station. Killed 25 people. On the day marking six months. Since ‘Mordor’’s invasion began.   Five of the victims of the attack. In the […]

He “had no idea”. That after achieving independence. His country would one day be at war. With his country’s closest neighbour.   He was “sure we’d be friends with our neighbours”. “Trust me, I had no idea. That our closest neighbour would turn out. To be the most impudent and cunning one.”   “We’re with […]

If it happens like in Chernobyl. If it happens like in Fukushima. A satellite city of the ‘Ring’ in Zaporizhia. Energodar is always on a mission.     On 2 March evening. Mayor of Energodar wrote. “There were no shellings in our city. There were no victims.”   “Unfortunately, today at about 15:30. In the […]

Do you know what I asked? Do you know what I believed? Do you know what I counted? Because a prisoner in Olenivka.   Do you know what I did? Do you know what I earned? Do you know what I felt? Because a prisoner in Olenivka.   Do you know what I guessed? Do […]

In the wordless war. In the wordless world. My land is alive on my toes.   In the wordless war. In the wordless world. My land is kicking on my toes.   In the wordless war. In the wordless world. My land is dancing on my toes.   In the wordless war. In the wordless […]

When there was a burial. Of our pilots. Two blue aircraft made a circle. Above the city.   Five people were killed. And another 25 were injured. When missiles struck the central city. Of Kropyvnytskyi.   When there was a burial. Of our pilots. Two blue aircraft made a circle. Above the city.   In […]

He carries on farming as shells explode. On the nearby frontline. A boom, like distant thunder rolled. Over the wheat fields due west of Slovyansk.   Perched on his seat in a combine harvester. He could see clouds of smoke. From missiles hitting an industrial area. Then another, thinner plume from ‘orcs’ on the frontline. […]

Death comes quickly in the Donbas. ‘Orcs’ shells take mere seconds to land.     Recovering dead bodies of ‘elves’ and ‘orcs’ soldiers. Killed in combat in the Donbas.   He has lost count of the bodies over the past five months. He thinks it’s more than 300, but he cannot be sure.   He […]