Ukrainian folklore story: Taras torch
one night in the late autumn of 1975, in the “culture centre park” of bishuno city, ukraine, near the famous ukrainian poet, shevchenko, in front of a copper statue, a man was immersed in his body with gasoline and set himself on fire in a pile of leaves.
the flames of the sky are like a torch of light and candles, and half of the park is luminous.
more than a dozen fire trucks arrived and the fire was extinguished.
in the bushes, in addition to a burned body, there was a piece of paper rolled up by the wind.
firefighter piriyankfel caught one very hard, and he quelled to captain kavallov to report: “call captain comrade, pick up a flyer.” kavallov took the leaflets and looked only at the first few lines and, in a tense manner, took the microphone and reported to the city security headquarters.
ten minutes later, heavily armed policemen surrounded the park floor and made every effort to search for leaflets.
searched all day and found nothing.
they threw all the people in the park and the people who watched the fire from afar into the police car and took them away.
the high-ranking soviet secret service agency, the professional protection agency, summoned all firefighters and those caught: “did you see the man who burned before the fire?” “you didn't keep the film found in the park?” the interrogation was nothing.
the interrogator ordered that the person to be summoned must keep a secret about everything that happened in the park on that day, or else he would disappear on free soviet soil like a light smoke.
shortly after the incident, captain carvalov suddenly received orders from his superiors: he and his fire brigade were transferred to a city in the caucasus.
firefighter lejank also disappeared suddenly.
all the innocents arrested that night were deported to the remote “new immigrant village” of murmansk.
why is this piece of paper so powerful? who is that self-immolator? this has to start from the beginning.
the self-immolator taras, 24 years old in 1949, was a corporal in the tank of the piper corps.
taras fought in the battle of the don river to defend his country and stalin.
his tank turret had two big lines on it: for the homeland.
for stalin.
after the war, taras returned home.
home is already a ruin.
but he was not frustrated.
it's a response to stalin's call to go into a hot construction.
in 1950, taras married valya, a well-meaning welder.
shortly after the marriage, talas was tried and expelled from his party for opposing the attack on stalin.
shortly after, talas was put in a labour camp, a long and painful period began.
in the labour camps, taras is doing heavy work beyond physical strength.
taras has been in a labour camp for 20 years, and his hair is white and his waist is on a camel.
one day, in 1976, captain kendolph of the labour camp told him, "taras, you're doing well here, and we decided to relieve you of your excessive manual labourI don't know.
Taras was taken to a hospital in the middle of the forest by a closed cell car”.
Taras was taken into an office where, in addition to Taras, there were more than a dozen people dressed in the same clothes as him.
You're confused.
Captain Kendolph came in with an old man in white.
Captain Kendolph stood up and introduced himself: I now ask Dr.
Rochen to speak to you.
Dr.
Roshin described this hospital as a paradise.
He said that they would receive humanitarian attention here.
After the speech, Dr.
Rushen pressed the bell and the official Zhiji came in.
Dr.
Rohin left Talas behind, and the rest were taken away by the officials.
Dr.
Rothson picked up Taras file.
The cover of the folder is marked with four black words, “strictly restrained”.
The number corresponds to the number on the chest of Taras: "M3796".
The word “plant” was destined for Talas' fate and would not be released for life.
In this way, Taras put on a kibbutz outside his prison uniform, doing the work assigned to him.
Early in the morning, Taras went to the “patient wards” to feed and clean blood and faeces.
Dr.
Roshin has also often led “care workers” to patrol and “check houses”.
They stayed for the longest time in the two gardens, called "The Garden of Flowers" and "The Music Pool".
Taras found that tens of thousands of rats and Dutch dolphins were raised in the garden of the flower pot, with hundreds of incubators called Black Angels.
There are also fleas, flies and mosquitoes that breed astronomical numbers with rats, rabbits and human blood.
There are hundreds of living people in each of the “baby” compounds for experimental purposes.
For the first time, Taras saw the tragedy of those friends, almost fainted.
Taras saw for himself a young Georgian, Joseph, tied naked to a fence and subjected himself to the explosion of a pottery bacteriological bomb in front of him.
Taras also saw a high school teacher, Shales, who was very obese and was suddenly put in a specially made iron cage torn by hundreds of rats with the plague.
After Shauls' death, and crucified like rabbits on the operating table, Taras finally understood the inside of the hospital.
During the day, he covered himself with a humble, conscientious, slow look; at night, he lay on his bed, staring at the black smoke from the crematorium behind the nightingale slope through a small window of the bar.
And one time, Dr.
Rushen showed a great deal of hysteria and asked Taras, "How's it going, Taras? Taras drops his dick and says, "Thank you, very much." Dr.
Rushen smiled again and said, "You know, you and them are just a fence.
Tonight, you come to my studio and I'll give you a special reward." In the evening, Taras was taken by two warders to Rohit ' s room.
Roshin was wearing a white coat, with a needle in his hand and an angelic look on his face, and he said to Taras:in order to protect you from any bacterial virus, you will be given this special long-lasting vaccine." taras' heart is constricted.
the two guards who were escorted were staring at him, and he had to receive injections.
he knew, however, that neither typhus, diphtheria, plague nor cholera had a potential inoculation period of more than five days.
five days have passed, another five days have passed.
a month later, taras did not feel sick, and he gradually calmed down.
shortly after, taras met a ukrainian friend named burba.
when taras met him, he was already suffering from leprosy, and his muscles were crushed like cheese, and his face twitched.
taras couldn't stand to see bulba every time he delivered dinner.
even in the heart, wish bourba had left the world early so that he could be freed from this inhuman suffering.
on one occasion, bulba spoke to talas with a weak voice across the fence, saying, "i'll be in the back chimney soon, so i have to tell you something." "go ahead, brother, like you said to your family." taras answered.
taras, in order not to draw the attention of the guards, deliberately got angry, and said, "let the devil arrest you immediately! why did you spill soup on the ground?" burba, while deliberately drinking soup in his mouth, whispered to taras: “if you get out alive, you go to bisno and ask about a woman named oksana, under 482 bog street.” “your wife?” “no, she is a writer of an underground object, and if you can tell her all about it, the world will know everything about it.
burba told taras the contact code.
taras was carrying a bucket of soup and whispering the next word on the road.
and solemnly swear in my heart: for the sake of the living and the dead, and for the sake of the dignity of mankind, i will fulfill the orders of my dear friend to expose and accuse the beasts in white and the wolves in red stars! with the mission and the commission of friends who told the people of the world all this, talas, risking his life, fled the “hospital” of the labour camp late in the night.
the sudden disappearance of talas drew the utmost attention of the soviet secret services, with a large number of patrols to carry out searches.
the patrol's boots covered the entire village and pursued them for one day and one night, resulting in nothing.
secrecy authorities, unable to do so, have silently erased talas ' name from the archives.
to avoid being hunted, taras can only walk at night.
in the daytime, find a safe cave or a cave to hide and rest.
in the vicinity of the village of peričevo, a girl named martha followed grandpa macal to the mountains to chop wood for mushrooms.
when the two of you were sitting under a big tree, preparing for lunch, and listening to the noises in the cave, martha had to scream, "there's a man in the cave! martha was scared to run and was yelled at by grandpa macal.
grandpa said, "who are you?" tarasferclimb out of the tree hole.
his calves were pierced by thorns, and he was permeating bloodballs.
"where did you come from? there are no prisons and no labour camps nearby.” taras pointed to the east and said, “it's far from here, worse than the camp, and worse”.
martha had the nerve to ask, "what crime have you committed? have you killed?" makalway severely interrupted martha: “can't you see that he is a political prisoner?” taras consciously covered his chest.
grandpa macal had a smile in his eyes: "come on, can you cover your whole body?" you're probably thinking, "i'll report right away so i can get a reward from you." grandpa macal's eyes were sewn, like a speech to martha, and he was saying to himself: “i was in a german concentration camp in 1994 with a triangle, red, marking me as a red army.” "you're hungry.
here, eat this." taras has picked up macal's bread and a little pickled cucumber.
macal said to martha, "son, get up there and stand up.
when you find someone, you sing." taras broke a little piece of bread, stuffed the rest into his clothes, picked up leaves and wrapped up pickles.
makal asked taras, "you want to go back to ukraine?" macal said to talas, “why do we have to go there, even in our small village, where there is a fascist dictatorship?” taras solemnly said, "because i have a mission.
tell me your name, brother, and i'll remember you as a kind man." markal seems to have moved unemotionally.
macal came back and said, "go home and get him a nicer dress and a pair of shoes, with a large round of bread, and bring me my razor, fast, and be careful!" taras fell in the arms of grandfather macal, and a string of tears rolled on his moustache.
taras changed to a farmer's dress to say good-bye to grandpa macal, and went west.
after all the hard work, taras finally arrived in the city of bishuno in ukraine.
this city, which he visited in his youth, is no longer identifiable.
high-rises flash bright neon lights.
in the “blanche” store, there was a valuable commodity, a snowed car carrying a dog, a lady with a dog, a man with a horny pants and a super short skirt, and a drunk dancer in a hotel.
taras thought that there was no place for me here, and i wanted to complete my mission as soon as possible.
soon he reached boggle street by the address that burba said.
taras found 482 bog street downstairs.
he rang the bell, and a man with a stingy, sleepy head came out, "what are you doing?" taras, by the words of burba, "please give me a glass of water.""Go away, we don't feed the homeless!" The door was shut.
Taras hovered on the outskirts of Bishop.
He doesn't know what to do? Suddenly, he felt dizziness, softened his legs and fell on the ground.
Taras was immediately shocked by this judgment.
He stood up with two legs.
With the moonlight, he discovered that there was a pre-rat disease ejection that lit Mars, burned his skin and burned his heart。