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First Vorontsov had the privates flayed as they insisted to retain their innocence. Corporal Andreich was particularly affected by the scene.
-It’s only skin.
He said, but it had seemed as if more than anyone he was speaking to himself. Vorontsov then had a band of suspected Turks, around 30 in all, chained and lined-up against a pine embattlement in the north of the camp. He brought prisoner 356 alone so that all could see the events that were to subsequently unfold.

Before imprisonment 356 was a muscular and radiant man of high-rank; it was clear he had been a leader to the other prisoners. Now he stood before them, broken and malnourished after months of imprisonment - his eyes unfeeling as the ice. Vorontsov kicked 356’s thigh so that the prisoner fell to his knees.
-Remember, my good men
Vorontsov said as he looked to all who surrounded him, holding the now shaking prisoner by his hair.
-Have no pity for Turks at war.
His voice echoed throughout the immense tomb of the tundra. The general revealed a knife which shone in the morning sun and proceeded to cut the prisoner’s throat with it. He raised the bloodied knife into the air, several cheers arose from the surrounding guards. My heart leapt with excitement. Blood would soak the snow on that day.

After some time in effort beheading 356, the general fixed the head atop a bayoneted musket and paraded it in front of the line of horrified Turks. One of the prisoners had gotten sick and a few others were crying. Vorontsov let vile words to the wind. We formed an opposing line and the general ordered us to raise our guns. I lifted my gun to aim across to a Turk who’s eyes brimmed with fear; the story of the tundra was told in those dark eyes.
-Have no pity for Turks at war
I echoed into the snow.

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Should I read Pushkin first?

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Alright /lit/, let's make this list mean something.

https://www.ranker.com/list/best-writers-of-all-time/ranker-books

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Many writer of whom I respect
claim Pushkin the greatest poet of Russian descent
But there is a problem I can't quite figure
That being -- he's one eighth nigger!

I shouldn't let racism hold me from enjoying Eugene Onegin but I cant help but feel a bit disgusted with myself as I read it.

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>>9112917
Hey I found a companion piece for your painting

Anyway, read one of those big fuckers, a thousand-pager classic, you'll have the time for it now.

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>>9005466
This desu. 28 posters from 69 replies, what are ye gonna do

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