Basmachestvo Ch.1Basmachestvo Ch.13 years ago in Scraps More Like This
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Blood pounded in his ears and his hand lay cramped on the cold, dry wood of the desk. Finally! Finally, he had finished writing the announcement, the announcement that would end another's life in a mere two weeks. Perspiration glistened on his forehead and his eyelids, weighed down by fatigue, closed involuntarily. Outside the yurt, he could hear owls hooting at his servitude to Enver Pasha.
"Damn that Enver Pasha, forcing me to work all these extra hours," he croaked in Russian.