Posted almost 3 years ago
Russia smiled, prancing around in a sunflower field, laughing. The sun shined on him, everything was happy. The sky suddenly turned grey and started to snow, making the flowers wilt and die. The last one was there, so he ran and tried to stop it from wilting, but it was too late.
Suddenly, the Russian opened his eyes, rubbing them, seeing it was snowing outside. He looked at it in disgust, getting out of bed to change into his military clothes. As soon he was done, he took his pipe and a couple of piroshki, stuffing them into his lead pipe to eat later. Sighing, he opened his door and stepped outside.