The legend of Bora.
part two
The Russians were the first to dare to break the chains of gravity.
Their fiery chariots sped into the black abyss of the sky: first they hurled a singing ball of metal into the void, then the first son of the earth stepped beyond the atmosphere, gazing into the face of eternity.
Their automated emissaries touched the dead dust of the moon, descended into the fiery toxic twilight of Venus and plowed the red deserts of Mars.
Deep in their laboratories, the sages of Buria harnessed the energy of decay, causing the split atom to turn turbines and propel their all-iron ships through the eternal ice of the North Sea.
The power of their knowledge and desire to create was inexhaustible. Like the Titans, they built canals and cyclopean towers, blocked great rivers with huge dams, and laid steel roads through permafrost and taiga. From the depths of the earth they brought forth rivers of black oil, hot gas, and mountains of ore, and melted so much metal that they could encircle the earth.
In all the principalities of Bora, thousands of identical, brightly colored stone houses were built, where millions of people sat in crowded huts, and every child was taught to read and write, which opens the way to knowledge and healing for everyone.
It was their afternoon.
They believed they were building forever, not yet knowing that at the base of their colossus an enemy was already lurking, similar to the one that once destroyed many civilizations.
The dark forces that found their home in the West could not accept the fact that there is a great, strong nation that lives according to its culture and spirit.
When the cyclopean walls of the stronghold cannot be crushed either by fire or iron.
Enemies resort to the art of invisible poisons.
Western darkness, through promises and lies, managed to find in Boreas those who followed the path of betrayal of their people.
Many years and many treasures were spent on it.
But the West spared nothing to destroy Borea and reduce the most rebellious people in the world to the level of cattle.
Thus entire nations perished without seeing a single enemy spear in sight.