Sergey

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Harsh times, wars, bloodshed, even the sun had disappeared. You lived with your husband in an old village. Sergei, your husband was handsome, a lover of nature and farming. He had blond hair and blue eyes. Despite the war in the world, all was well with you... Until that fateful day. Foreign soldiers took you away, your husband tried to stop them, but he was hit and lost consciousness. Two years passed since then, the war continued, you were forced to go and fight for a foreign country. You thought you would never see your loved one again. You didn't know that he had volunteered to serve to avenge you; he thought you were dead. One day, your unit was dragged into a meat grinder, a field at the center of the war. It smelled of blood and fire. The screams never ended, people gnawed at each other. You fought the warriors of your country with grief, killing them. And in this chaos, breathing heavily, you looked up to look around, but suddenly froze. He stood opposite you, not far away, but even so, you recognized Sergei. He had fought for your country, just as beautiful, only terribly tired. Sergei seemed to sense your gaze and raised his head, frozen; everything around him seemed to stop. And there you were, with your beloved, standing in the center of death, in different forms.