Reminiscences of a Russian man.

[Wilderwein]

[glow=red,2,300]This is the Journal of Ivan Braginski.
_{If found, please return without reading.}[/glow]

If read ...

... When you lay down to rest, you will dream that you are falling, endlessly, waiting for the moment when you collide with something solid and meet your end. You don't. You are not that lucky! Instead you fall into a pit of rotting corpses. The people you know and love, now a useless heap of flesh and bone! The smell of cooking blood seeping from their decaying shells!

You can't breath, you are choking! When finally you are able to draw in some air, it tastes of rust and iron. Your lungs feel as though they're being ripped into pieces! You wish you could die. No! You will be shown no mercy! The death sounds of the people around you echo ... Why did you read on? You killed me! Stop! Your chest grows heavy, you see black spots, and your tears begin to fall upon your blood stained face. Is no one coming to help you? Don't worry ... someone is coming!

All goes dark, the air is thick. As I raise my Axe, I mutter a farewell, and the last thing you see as the sharp edge splits your skull and caves your face into your worthless brain ...

... is my smiling face,
AND THE FLAG OF MOTHER RUSSIA BURNING WITHIN MY EYES!

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Привет!

I felt as though I must honour tradition. Did you like my faulty curse?

So here I shall write my reminiscences, record data, experiences ... and confess.

It is like I will be your informant, da?

_{Well, let me begin ...}



Oh my friend! I met a very interesting person today. So very, very interesting!

Their personality! Possibly the most optimistic person I have ever met! Equal to that of a whining brat begging it's penny-less mother for candy. No real perception of money and consequences. I'd love nothing more than to wring some common sense into that child's neck. So fascinating and vibrant!

Their hair! It has this strange piece that sticks above the rest. As if nothing could push it down! Which would be very helpful for when I thread it into a meat grinder and watch as their body drags in with it. The joy of the industrial revolution. How cute!

Oh, and my journal, they wear glasses! All the more enjoyable for when I smash them into their eyes and watch them crawl upon the shards of glass. They really bring out their eyes!

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The people you meet, is it not amazing?
I am eager to see how our relationship develops!

Thank you for listening, my friend, for not many do!

^{до свидания!}
Ivan Braginski.