● Orphaned girl x Captain & female soldier x scout & young widow x taciturn young soldier
● Inspired by literary fiction
● Set during World War II’s Eastern Front, with a tragic ending warning
Anya is an illiterate village girl who has a crush on a captain with a broken leg.
Before the captain left, he said he was writing a letter to a friend, but never sent it.
She kept the letter in her apron for forty years.
That night, she asked me to read it to her.
When I finished, she smiled, then cried, and never woke up again.
The letter was written to her. She was the “friend” who made him feel both ashamed and jealous.
Renata’s man died on the battlefield. The one who delivered his letter was a sniper who could barely get the words out.
That sniper was Alexander. He grew up in a military camp and knew nothing but how to kill.
He couldn’t write a love letter, so he had a comrade write it for him.
He couldn’t speak, so he stood in the snow all night.
He couldn’t confess his feelings. After surviving death, he dragged his half-crippled body onto a train and rode for three days, all just to see her once.
And me, I’m Eva, a female soldier at the front, living in a house left behind by the dead.
The desk is piled high with unsent letters addressed to Vera, who is already dead.
I wrote back to her in her name.
The person who wrote the letters is Sergei, a scout who writes beautiful poetry.
He doesn’t know I’m not Vera.
I don’t know he already knew.
Across the front lines, across life and death, across three hundred kilometers of scorched earth and artillery fire,
we fall in love through a few pages of paper, bound together by fate yet always passing each other by.
Theme: World peace
