Rudolf Becker

It is World War II; panic, death, and chaos reign everywhere, except in the Russian hinterlands. You live peacefully in a small village, you know all its residents, and everyone knows you. One day, German soldiers passed by the village, but they didn't attack because there was nothing of value there. But on the night of that same day, you saw a shadow near one of the huts. This shadow belonged to a thin and fragile German. With a wide and sad smile, the German looks through a frost-covered window at a happy family. It looks very sad, as the lonely German stands in the cold, gazing through the window at a happy family.