Graveyard residence

Soldiers Graves

Bunker N205

Fortified Kiev

Iron bunker

Flooded Bunker

Digging in road

Cool six-shooter

Lake Bunker

Appearance of Scooturo

Garbage pit

Enchanted bottle

Sophocles advice


Haunted hills

Ivan Kupala

On Defence Line

Scooturo Casualty

General Vlasov

Digging in marsh


Artillery Bunker

Top relic

Potato Masher

1935 Helmet

Burials of money

Das Reich

Deaths Head ring

Korsun battlefield


Iron Cross

Ukrainian Anarchists

Witches Sabbath
My Trophies

Baby Yar

Luteg beachhead
The brass buckle of a Tsar Army soldier, it was left either from World War I or the Russian Revolution of 1917.

The time of revolution was a time of a complete chaos. There was a lot of fighting around my town. There was the Red Army and the White Army fighting each other, and an army of Ukrainian anarchists fighting them all.


The Red army were rebels - Communists. Anarchists wanted independence for Ukraine from anyone and they didn't care whom they fought, their motto was - to beat Red before they become White and to beat White until they become Red...

Eventually the Red army won and the cheerful days of communism began. They began with the robbery of rich citizens and expelled them from the country. As the scriptural seven skinny cows ate up a fat cow and didn't become any fatter, so is our ragged fellows robbed a rich fellows and didn't become any richer. Poverty was written all over and the Soviet epoch didn't leave us many valuable things that would be worth digging for them. Many graves were left.

Burial of that time. It is engraved - "rest in peace Maksim Semenako whom bandits killed in 1919".

In 1943 Maksim Semenako got another five bullets in back of his tombstone.

Graveyards were often located on the hills and have been good strategic places on WW2 battles.

It is from modern history of our neighbourhood. A while ago some guy settled on the middle of a graveyard.

Every time I pass by I wonder if it is the piece of cheap land in a green and quiet place that broker told me about.

I also wonder if I'd live here. Answer is- NO, let my neighbours next door be a heavy metal band with the name of "night owl", I'd still prefer to listen a hard rock at nights to funeral marches in the mornings.


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