#krylenko

Laynia froze in the doorway, the key still in her hand. Her breath caught in her throat, a wave of disbelief crashing over her as her eyes locked on him. The man sitting on her couch was the last person she ever expected to see.

"Kolya?"

The word came out as a breathless whisper, her voice thick with a mixture of shock and something deeper—something like the ache of an old wound reopening. Her pulse hammered in her ears, her fingers tightening around the doorframe as if she might collapse if she let go.

For a moment, neither of them moved. The space between them felt both infinite and suffocating. He hadn't changed much, not on the surface. Same dark eyes, same taut, unreadable expression.

The words had to get past the lump in her throat, past the strange, spiraling emotions that threatened to choke her. He’d left without a word, disappeared from her life like a shadow vanishing into the night. She’d mourned him. She’d thought she'd never see him again.

But he was here now. Shutting the door slowly behind her, Laynia set her keys down on the sideboard, her eyes never once leaving Nikolai's face, as if he'd disappear if she let him out of her sights for the briefest of moments.

»          YOU  OUGHT  TO  BE  MORE  CAREFUL.          «          Accent runs deep,     but so did the needle that penetrated his skin when he was getting stitched up.          »          I can’t come save your ass every time you get in trouble,          «

𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙽𝚂𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽 : 🍆

[ ⤐ боль в заднице ] : Are you fishing for compliments, darling? [ ⤐ боль в заднице ] : Because I do know you love it when I stroke your ego. [ ⤐ боль в заднице ] : But I think you might have to work for it this time and send me another. [ ⤐ боль в заднице ] : You know. To see if it's worth the effort and all.

height comparison meme // @krylenko​: 6′5″

The Extraordinary Commission did its best to reduce the capable portion of the Russian population. It set about it systematically, even arresting people by occupations. The Russian engineers, for instance, are essential to the carrying on of that vast, scattered country, so the Bolsheviki began in September arresting them on any flimsy excuse and executing them out of hand. There was little pretence of trial, the Tribunal under Krylenko, and the Extraordinary Commission, presided during the worst of the Terror by a little Lett fanatic named Peters, divided up the work of signing death warrants, and were only occasionally interrupted in the orderly procedure of their assassinations by persistent pleaders for mercy, but the automatic pistols worked in the cellars of the Lubianka and the other prisons of Russia without ceasing. There is no use trying to give figures. The actual deaths from the Red Terror must surpass all estimates. By one kind of terrorism or another, the deaths in Russia in the autumn of 1918 must have averaged a thousand a day. As the total deaths of the French Revolution from the fall of the Bastille to the beheading of Robespierre was only about ten thousand, the difference is noticeable. Except for the affair of the Conciergerie, there was also in France some pretence at trial. Nor was there anything to match the manifest of September, the product of Radek, the Austrian.

But violent death was not enough. Fifty to a hundred thousand victims even is only a fraction of ten millions. So the Bolsheviki had to think of a more general terror, and they decided to starve people to death. By trying to run a food supply which they were incapable of organizing they had already practically starved the city populations of all classes, but now they set about finally to starve everyone except actual workmen. They had long had a system of cards by which the city populations were divided into four groups. Category No. 1 contained only men who worked hard with their hands. Category No. 2 contained those who worked less hard. Category No. 3 contained the liberal professions. I, as writer, had cards of the third category. The fourth category contained all who had an income from property or invested money. The plan was, and is, to make the third and fourth categories die of starvation. They cannot go to work with their hands, and thus get cards of first or second category. There is nothing for them to do, according to the plan, except to die. They are educated wrong, so they must die.