Russian roulette in Kiev: ballistic missiles swoop down on the center

KIEV – The white arabesques foretell death at random. They look like the traces left on the ice by an undecided skater. Missile chases are like this, they draw imperfect parables two hundred meters above the heads of the inhabitants of Kiev. 11.04 am, historic district of Kurenivka, which is a quarter of an hour drive from Maidan. The day is warm, the mothers with their children have come out of the cellars to take a breath of air and stock up on food, the anti-aircraft sirens have been silent for a couple of hours, you can hear the chirping of birds.