Euro-Dawn

Fictional war-intervention by self-made warriors of fantasy, around the Urals, for a languages-reading worth its weight in silvery leviathan.

A fantasy heroics tale set in Eastern Europe, amidst that horrid Russo-Ukraine War stuff. Thanks so much for reading! 

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This is a faerie-tale of dark proportion involving two American Homeland readers of modern Earth woes/cleats, Amlan and Marcus, who transformed themselves into sword/crossbow wielding trekkers for aid in the invasion of Ukraine, given their love of the Urals and Eastern Europe and movies about Russian villains and Bond-girls from Western media (ha). Amlan and Marcus renamed themselves Dartmouth and Yale (Selfie-like) for a Crimean intercession of Facebook like art. Follow along, friends (for personalized fiction).

DARTMOUTH: You know of the Urals through Cossack-comics, eh?
YALE: This is Urals-insect crawling work for predator-like action!

DARTMOUTH: I've read of stranger accounts in Ukraine of Russian vampire drones!

YALE: Perchance we intercede for both politics and Earth vitality defenses/shield.

DARTMOUTH: Not Selfie-like, eh?

DARTMOUTH: We'll take swords and shields and crossbows and arrows of poison.

YALE: We'll make for a special languages reading in Eastern Europe for population.

DARTMOUTH: Sneak down the hills with targets for social media gossip (ninja?).

YALE: The prestige turn for social 'art' will make Selfie-comments in America!

DARTMOUTH: Complements Western admonishments of this Russian direction.

Thus, our two warrior-princes of the West (American Homeland), Amlan (Dartmouth) and Marcus (Yale) set-out to Eastern Europe, to make base in the Urals and sneak into the ranks of marching invader Russian drones, some vampires (as Amlan read the 'gossip'), prepared to strike/target as transformed special fantasy-warriors of the shields of Earth's vanities (for the Ego!).

AYA: Thanx, heroes.

AMLAN/MARCUS: Call us Dartmouth and Yale, darling.

AYA: You find me beautiful, a maiden-damsel of hero-vanities, ok?

AMLAN/MARCUS: This curry-stew is revolutionary, Aya (thanx); we continue war.

AYA: Perhaps one of you shall settle into the Urals and marry me!

AMLAN/MARCUS: Perhaps (thanx).

NEWS_WIRE: "Two mystery-men, strangers with costume/gear, prowl the Urals and strike down marching drones...some vampires arguably/rumored...and it's making some stranger news languages for the 'cleats' of Western civilization defense for exchange/customs...who are they...and what do they need (for the Ego)?"

The tides began to turn, and Ukrainians considered their own Selfie-beauty for news and exchanges quite the revelation for defense against the Russian forces of darkness/mystery/wraith. This was not entirely unlinked to the marshaled heroics of the saber-riders of Earth (Dartmouth/Yale) who found this line of work quite the 'deed' for Western banks imagery of fashion...and miracles (sure).

DARTMOUTH: We return to this Springhill (Boston-town) with fun toy mementos.

YALE: We'll adapt this (secret!) 'deed' into a Pulitzer-caliber novel concept, Amlan!

DARTMOUTH: Guns in Toyland (by the Angel-Bros.).

YALE: Facebook-like?

ELKA: What does Dartmouth want, sister?
AYA: Amlan wants me to visit him...somewhere in New England...mail-order-bride.

ELKA: Sounds-dialysis for leviathan, sis; perchance we've encountered a light.

AYA: For bread/fruit (sure).

ELKA: Facebook-like!

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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