The Last Tsar Equation

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Tatiana slipped off her glove and pressed her finger to the window until it was numb with cold. Ice crystals melted down the pane.

The view beyond was always the same: bored soldiers smoking and spitting. “It won’t be long now Tanushka” her father said.

Tatiana wrote desperate equations on the glass in her condensed breath.

Her family were snow flakes (E); they would fall (+x) and melt (=Y) as snow bleeds from the Steppes in spring; water falls spawn clouds, crystallized motes of blood rise into the ether (=E2). The Imperial family survival sum.

 

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