The Orphanage~ # 5 in the Illya series. A story told in drabbles

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

He looked up at the dark, star-filled sky, making him feel very alone as always while he hid on the roof of the Moskva Orphanage, it was not deserving that name as it was more like a jail.

The uncaring and underpaid teachers couldn't care less. As far as they were concerned it was but a means to an end, a job that meant some money and housing.

Illya Kuryakin wove his way through this life of despair, disease and disinterest, picking up some bad habits that he added to his survival skills. He swore he’d make it beyond this...

                                                                          

Comments

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

Poor baby Illya. Imagine finding that poor little urchin; I'm sure we'd take him home with us.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

We would, but in Russia he was nothing, just one of millions of war orphans~bespriorzi. In real life these poor children were considered dirt. No one wanted to be burdened with them and even surviving relatives shunned them as they were just another mouth to feed in a society where food was scarce. So tragic.