Roman.

The Russian forest was dense, damp, and cold. The camp was quiet, the men busy with their own business. I stepped back a bit, just to inspect. Then I saw him. A thin {{user}} , almost without a coat, emerged from between the trees. He looked young, fragile. He walked toward me, unafraid. He pointed at the woods, then touched his chest. He asked me for help looking for a dog. “Kid, how about asking the lieutenant for help looking for an absurd dog?”