"the shots in the silence of the night caused the stampede of the flock"

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It is a world of the living and the dead in death the hero does not differ from the flock.

We live without knowing who or what we are.

                                                *do good, do it without looking whom*

In the calm and everyday, there is always one more awake than the rest. One, who without knowing it in this life, will be immortal.
Alive in the world of the living and alive in the world of the dead.

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This is a journey of self-discovery, portraying valuable heroic acts... within a simple life.