admin | 11 Ноя 2012
They entered in the district village at dawn. Volodya saw a milky moonlight dawn with purple solar sphere when sleds stopped at large two-story log house. Here was the district hospital. They woke up a chief physician who was the only one surgeon there. Tall lean man with red stained mustache left on the porch. It was a surgeon Kaminsky, Pole, exiled here after the war for the reason that he was captured by Germans (Soviet power did not trust to the former captives), he looked at the skinny starved-looking little boy on the sleigh, wrapped in a sheepskin coat, like a cocoon of a butterfly, and saw his pale […]
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Метки: IN THE HOSPITAL, Vladimir Obolensky
admin | 11 Ноя 2012
There was the hottest August 1944. The war was coming to an end. Rare newspapers which we could get in the village reported victories of the Red Army. Our German-occupied towns and villages had already been released. Military action removed from Russia to Eastern Europe, a short time left till fall of Berlin. Meanwhile, severe battles continued. In Proshkino, life has not changed. Only the elderly more often talked about victory, about Germans, which soon will be revenged by Lord! Zinochka, visiting the district town, heard that the flow of evacuated refugees started coming back to their homes. But it was allowed for them to leave only with special identification […]
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Метки: A LONG RETURN TO MOSCOW, Cornet Obolensky come back, historical novel, Russian prose, Vladimir Obolensky
admin | 11 Ноя 2012
From his early childhood, Volodya remembered only separated events. It is the village of Proshkino. It was a small village, twenty houses only. No men left in here, but the old men and the children. The neighbor village Serednyaki (middle-class peasants) was bigger, in the distance of three kilometers. Zinochka Obolensky found a shelter in the countryside not by chance, but in order to be far away from the authorities and KGB. She did not trust them, for understandable reasons, she felt disgust and fear to the murderer of her husband. She felt intuitively that her husband was killed, in a dream she often saw him bleeding, bear footed ... […]
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Метки: Cornet Obolensky, historical prose, Russian prose, Vladimir Obolensky, writer