Where I see a tall mast in the woods…

sword?

Nerich proposed the death of my father
Firefighters and prayer against the enemy;
My spirit is pleased,
My arm is strong

I like the first of many storms
This is a charming valley, you fence me in
Exciting places to see
Spring Valley, shine in my mind

Ground and the celebratory mood
Beautiful nature of culture and 13
I saw the wagonwheel could barely walk
Now, I flew from the water.

He then congratulated his country
His sword is the vagina.
Blow! Therefore, they sing, I sing,
A coward, who has the sword.

Fire and sword, never come into contact;
It seems that everything must grow fierce!
Who really believe in birth?
When the bees are seven; permanent gene

Crimean poem translated on behalf of the Targu Mures Historical Society by Douglas Rogers

Eternal Flame of Sudak – the Mongolian Retreat

graverobber of qirim

“He is just and a person of letters. I regret ever to have upset him. We return now to our steppes. He is just.”

– Gengis Khan, 1222

The Mongolian hordes seemed unstoppable. Yet in the year 1222, the great campaign reached a sudden and unforseen end. The Warlord, Gengis Khan, had just before this reached the Crimean peninsula. The locals of these lands tell a tale that historians never have accepted: Gengis Khan was intercepted by a man draped in red in the city of Sudak. His royal guards dared not strike him down, as his being seemed ethereal, as if divine. He spoke to the Khan, who dropped his blade and shed a single tear.

Krim Fundamentals – Guilt and Prosperity

thou shalt not

Consider for a moment what might drive a man from his birthplace. Cast then all these thoughts aside, for this is no ordinary tale of migration by need or wish. Were someone ever destined to take on a new name and then a new life, it must have been him.

And at that he took to the door and a bird grew wings of gold…

As written by the 16th-century scholar Tän Anghér in his last work: “Lord Krïm, Wanderer, Seeker”.