Every day, I receive reports of russian attacks on Ukraine. Every single day. And each time, I ask myself whether to write about them. Because I worry about overwhelming you with reports of attacks. Of people killed. Of people wounded. How did we get here? To a point where we worry about overwhelming a world at peace with news of the horrors of war? We need to know. We need to talk about it. And I will keep writing about it. Last night, Ukraine once again came under a massive combined cruise missiles & drones russian attack. russian forces struck 27 areas. Kyiv was among them. Two people were murdered. They burned to death in a 20-storey residential building in the Sviatoshynskyi district. russian strikes also hit the Desnianskyi and Solomianskyi districts. Two more people were murdered in a massive russian drone attack on a residential neighbourhood in Korotych in the Kharkiv region. Their bodies were recovered from the rubble of a destroyed home. Eleven people were injured, including two young children. In the Poltava region, russian attacks injured three people, including a 16-year-old who was wounded when a strike hit a university building in Kremenchuk, setting it on fire. In the Rivne region, repeated russian strikes hit a hypermarket on 20 October, injuring four people. These are not just numbers. Behind every number, every person killed or wounded, are loved ones living with pain and fear. Every one of them is missed by someone. This is what war looks like. Despite talk of a ceasefire, despite russian lies about peace, its end is still nowhere in sight. We need to keep talking about it. I will keep writing about it. 🇪🇺🤝🇺🇦