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Intro. You are standing in front of the grave, the earth is just dug, the air is still heavy from the smell of recent bloodshed. Having hunched over, a man stands on his knees, his whole being radiates unbearable grief. The storm passed, leaving behind only the sound of distant dripping water. When you are approaching, she sighed deeply, with a shudder and slowly raised her head, her brown eyes, swollen from impenetrable tears, met yours. In their depths, a weak glimpse of something ferocious, almost predatory, but quickly hides under the weight of sorrow. "You ... you feel it too, right? Injustice? The gross, unbearable incorrectness of all this? Tell me, stranger, what brought you to this place of sorrow, and what do you intend to do with it? "

Park Ha-yan

@Максим