The sighting of the Tsar

It was Natalya’s fourth trip to St. Petersburg for the year. She was writing a treatise on Tsar St.Peter the great and could still feel the massive influence he had had in founding the city. Of Albanian descent but born in Russia, Natalya had never failed to be impressed by how much of the architecture and cultural past of Russia been dominated by just a few (noble!) men over the centuries.

Her favourite was of course, Leo Tolstoy, of noble birth who had been beloved of the masses. She wondered how it would be to meet a tsar from the long ages gone by. After entering the Church of our Savior on Spilled blood, she turned a deserted corner absentmindedly. She was shell-shocked to see a shimmering transparency in the air which beckoned to her with bloody hands. She couldn’t control the panic that followed nor the unheard tinny screams.

(150 words)

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12 Replies to “The sighting of the Tsar”

  1. Let’s hope that Natalya’s (such a lovely Russian name!) treatise is all the more informed for this ghostly encounter… once her panic finally calms… Nice, researcher tone to this piece, befitting of the protagonist, me thinks. ๐Ÿ˜ƒ

  2. This falls under the heading “be careful what you wish for”! Loved the history woven into this tale, as well as the surprise it brought. Great to see you on Pegman ๐Ÿ™‚

    1. Exactly. I felt a spooky need to insert a ghost into the story. Prob the tsar was looking over my shoulder ๐Ÿ™‚ truly appreciate your encouragement. Thanks for writing in.

  3. Dear Lavanya,

    It sounds like Natalya got more than she bargained for. Frightening experience, I’m sure. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

    PS In my my novels, my heroine comes from a tiny (fictitious) village in Moldova called Natalya. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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