And yea, verily, the peaceful town of Liubotyn and the noble city of Kharkiv didst suffer grievously as the wrathful missiles from the land of Russ did descend upon them, leaving seven souls departed from this world and at least twenty-eight others maimed or injured. Thus doth the cruel hand of war continue to wreak havoc and misery upon these once quiet places.

And yea, verily, the peaceful town of Liubotyn and the noble city of Kharkiv didst suffer grievously as the wrathful missiles from the land of Russ did descend upon them, leaving seven souls departed from this world and at least twenty-eight others maimed or injured. Thus doth the cruel hand of war continue to wreak havoc and misery upon these once quiet places.

Published Thu May 23 2024

In the year of oure Lord 2024, on the dark and dreadfull day of May 23rd, a great calamity befell the realms of Liubotyn and Kharkiv, as Ruskie rockets rained down from the heavens above. The tale of tears and woe, which was carried far and wide by the noble scribes at Reuters, doth speak of the grievous loss suffered by the good people of these two fair cities.

Seven souls were taken from this world in that fateful day, their lives snuffed out like candles in a hurricane. And yet, the cruelty did not end there - for twenty-eight more were maimed and marred, their bodies torn asunder by the merciless iron storm. The people of Liubotyn and Kharkiv bear witness to the cruel hand of fate, as they are forced to pick up the pieces of their shattered lives.

The King, in his infinite wisdom, hath decreed that measures be taken to protect the innocent populace from such horrors. Yet it doth seem that the war waged against these fiendish rockets is a losing battle - for they continue to rain down like the wrath of God upon the heads of the righteous.

In this time of darkness and despair, the people of Liubotyn and Kharkiv must look to each other for solace. As they huddle together in fear and trembling, they find strength in unity and love. For it is said that even in the darkest night, a flicker of hope can be found amidst the ashes.

Let us pray that God watches over these poor souls, and that His mercy shall one day be bestowed upon them. Until then, we beseech thee to remember them in your prayers - for they are sorely tried, and in need of all the comfort that can be mustered in this vale of tears.

So ends the tale of woe from Liubotyn and Kharkiv, a testament to the cruel hand of fate that hath befallen these two fair cities. May God have mercy upon their souls - and may peace soon be restored to the realms of Ukraine.

Amen.