-Fanfiction?- Bloody SundayJanuary 22, 1905-Fanfiction?- Bloody Sunday6 years ago in Fan Fiction
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St. Petersburg, Russia
A hoard of people. People by the thousandsno, hundreds of thousands. Marching, singing, advancing, shivering
it must have been cold. Werent they cold? Even inside, the Soviet winter spared no one; he wore his scarf and full military regalia and still it was bitter.
He brushed his fingers against the window. A sheet of ice. He drew away.
They were getting closer now. What did they want? He could pick up their voices. Some were singing God Save the Tsar. Others were shouting.
Though he did not want to admit it to himself, he could feel it festering in the back of his mind; the notion that trouble was brewing. Watching solemnly as the crowd persevered against the snow, he caught, out of the corner of his eye, a long, greasy barrel propped against the wall.
They were closer now. A few faces on the front lines became more than just the abstract blur of a distant mob. Singing. Shouting. Indistinct. A cacophony of hum