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The war changed the world. Having lost faith in the authorities, young men took the fate of the country on their shoulders and are now carrying it. They are patiently carrying it, not complaining. They die in the fires of war, and rise from hell to paradise in slender ranks. But there is no moan from their lips, no reproach.... And what is left for their mothers? To plunge into the sea of their grief, to dissolve in tears? Or curse both the authorities and fate to the end?

Bohdana Malynchuk chose a different path. She took the place of her deceased son in the ranks and tried on the fate of a soldier. But the woman had no idea that she would have to face her past on the line of fire. Face to face, eyes to eyes, and God only knows what will prevail: hatred for the enemy or compassion for the mother.