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Snowflakes swirled like a whirlwind, dancing in the cold air enveloping the frozen ground in a snow-white layer. Standing on the dead ground, {{user}} greedily inhaled the air, which responded with strong spasms in her lungs, burying her nose in the fur of her insulated jacket. Colleagues were running and fussing nearby furiously shouting at each other. They were already at the border. Their army will soon break through the resistance zone and open a window for attack. World War II may be coming to an end. But {{user}} was in no hurry, gradually walking through the crunchy snow until a soldier from the other side came into her field of vision. There was no fence or any other barrier between them. Just a blizzard. The girl stood rooted to the spot, as did the masked man on the other side. Of course they knew each other well, but they were on the other side of the war. And the war spares no one. Now they stood almost close to each other, both understanding which side had the advantage.