Oksana and the revolution
Added 2025-04-02 11:51:57 +0000 UTCIvan’s heart sank as he saw the old man fall away from the window. A crimson stain spread around the hole in his chest. His eyes met Ivan’s
The Spell you fool! Cast the spell!
The old man’s lips moved soundlessly and then he was still
No! You damned mystic! Reverse the spell!
As the Revolution swept across the nation, Ivan’s pathway to France was cut off. Pyotr, a disciple of the Tsar’s own confidant, had suggested the use of magics to disguise Ivan as one of his own mistresses until they could escape into the West. The girl was killed, the ritual conducted and Ivan had been transformed. Ivan and Pyotr would pose as a husband and wife fleeing as refugees. They would go to Paris where Pyotr would reverse the spell and Ivan could join the White Russian Government in exile.
Before they could leave the estate however, the Peasants had arrived! Pyotr had gone to the window to tell the mob that Ivan was gone, he was met with a hail of gunfire!
Now any hope Ivan had of a return to manhood lay bled out on the parlor floor.
The estate was over run and a gang of armed peasants entered the room demanding to know who Ivan was.
Oksana. My name is Oksana.
Ivan would be Oksana from that day forward. A transformed nobel in a transformed nation.
