Without Duty

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Historical Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
November 4, 1944

Grisha Avilov was a civilian conscripted into the military more than two years ago, soon after the Second Great War began. He never wanted to be a part of it, he didn't want to be a soldier for a war he didn't believe in. All he wanted to do was to leave with his family and let the storm pass, like many others hoped for. But it was his 'duty as a citizen of this great nation to fight,' as told by his recruiter. If he did not comply, they would've taken him by force instead.

Despite the odds and using his motivation to see his family again, day by day Grisha fought and survived countless battles. At the end of each night, he wrote a letter in his journal addressed to his wife and child detailing the struggles he faced and the things he had done, all for the possibility of seeing them again.

But at the Battle of Vostok, Grisha made a grave mistake.

These are his letters.

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Set during World War II at a fictional place. Some real historical facts will be included, but most of the events and names used are not real.

Cover made by me, but I do not own the rights of the pictures used for it.

Table of Contents

November 5, 1944

Submitted: May 30, 2017

  November 5, 1944 Oh, my sweet Alyana. As I looked into the cloudless night sky and stared at the bright moon... Read Chapter

November 6, 1944

Submitted: May 30, 2017

  November 6, 1944 Alyana, We're holed up in some trenches and I'm on watch tonight with Makarov, remember him? He was o... Read Chapter

November 7, 1944

Submitted: May 30, 2017

  November 7, 1944 Alyana, Today was not a good day. It was horrible. I'm sorry if my handwriting has deteriorated once ... Read Chapter

November 8, 1944

Submitted: May 30, 2017

  November 8, 1944 My lovely daughter and wife, We are at Vostok, quicker than anticipated. I wanted to forget today... Read Chapter

November 9, 1944

Submitted: May 30, 2017

November 9, 1944   My loves, I didn't know how to feel for most of today. I got a few hours of sleep, forcefully, but st... Read Chapter

November 10, 1944

Submitted: May 30, 2017

November 10, 1944   Another easy day, Alyana. I'm starting to wonder why we are needed here. Other than distant gunfire,... Read Chapter

The Streets of Vostok - I

Submitted: May 30, 2017

  Grisha sat at the corner of the tent bent forward over a candle and his journal. As he wrote he occasionally glanced over at V... Read Chapter

November 13, 1944

Submitted: May 30, 2017

  November 13, 1944 My wife, my daughter, For a moment in time, I had thought I would never write in this journal again.... Read Chapter

November 14, 1944

Submitted: June 02, 2017

  November 14, 1944 Looks like I didn't get caught, Alyana, though it's not something to really celebrate. I return with... Read Chapter

November 15, 1944

Submitted: June 05, 2017

November 15, 1944 Alyana, I'm exhausted, so tired. My shirt is soaked with sweat, and I bet I could season an entire pig with it.... Read Chapter

November 16, 1944

Submitted: June 13, 2017

  November 16, 1944 As I guessed, Alyana, I woke up with a sore back and an even sorer pair of legs. But despite everyth... Read Chapter

Intermission - Boris (I)

Submitted: June 13, 2017

  Boris slowly opened one eye and looked up at Anna. She breathed softly and, strangely, slept comfortably on a pile of wood. He... Read Chapter

The Streets of Vostok - II

Submitted: June 26, 2017

Down the street of the house, standing on the roof of a windowless and deserted ten-story building was Grisha, his eyes squinted and scan... Read Chapter

The Streets of Vostok - III

Submitted: August 17, 2017

  Grisha walked through pitch black alleyways and backstreets and trailed behind the man who had tried to kill him only minutes ... Read Chapter

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