"Моя дорогая девочкауже давно превратилась в горшок желтого песка, и самое печальное, что я, слепой, никогда ее не видел. "
The story to be told here is the story of Alexei from Smodale Heath. He was not born blind, but he saw his destiny earlier than the sighted people in the world. His people were scattered by the cavalry in the distance, like thatch blown to all directions. He survived, but at the cost of his eyes, and more importantly - his Sviana, which turned into black earth and dry bones under the iron hoofs of the expedition before she had time to be warm in his arms. Now, the only things accompanying him are the howling north wind and an eagle coming from the sky - Usol.
Purpose: We celebrate heroes.