The city is in the blood. Ostashevsky M.

The city is restless. He is shrouded in the darkness of fate. Someone believed in the ancient gods, whose strength is growing every day. Those who had nothing to lose went over to the side of the bandits. The exhausted people, like blind people, believes in the local authorities. Someone thinks that the elections will not change anything, and wants anarchy, and the underpants just hid in the holes and wait-they are waiting for the darkness and the day will pass. But people are not ready yet. Everything will intertwine in this city. City in blood.