The soft snow crunched under the weight of the boot as Anatoly, hands tied around his back was being escorted by two high authority Russian prison guards to a Siberian prison. They had been trekking out in the cold, wet snow for 2 days straight with only a few scraps of bread and the dirtiest tap water in Russia. In some way the prison guards were preparing him for the harshness of prison.
Every so often the guards would get bored of walking and would push him down on the snow and since his hands were tied behind his back he couldn't adjust himself to lie on his back. The guards would push his face into the wet, mushy snow making him unable to breathe. They would then continually kick his tailbone calling him a traitor and a criminal until they got bored and would pull him up which would pull his muscle on his arm and he would be groaning in pain for the next hour.
Finally after 2 long harsh days he arrived at the prison. It was shaped like a warehouse or a factory and smelt like old musty sausages but unfortunately, Anatoly couldn't block the scent since his hands were tied behind his back. The guards uncuffed him then kicked him to the cold hard metal floor and tossed a wooden peg next to his feet. Anatoly scrambled for the peg and squeezed it onto his nose bone. The guards came back 5 minutes later with a small bucket of water and a stale slice of bread. Chewing on the piece of bread brought tears to his eyes as it brought back memories of his childhood
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The Bane of Falorc
FantasyIts the year 1956 and many Russians are being imprisoned for helping people in Hungaria. Anatoly, a farmer is one of them but he will have an adventure that he has been destined to partake in since he was born.
