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On an uncomfortable autumn day back in 1914, the young and infinitely noble hero of the novel went to war. 100 years later, in the hot summer of 2014, his great-grandson goes to war. Every man has his own war in life, and it is important to establish whether it is yours or not, and if it is yours

Through the thickness of years and decades, across hundreds and thousands of kilometres, an indestructible gene, an eternal code, a unique password is passed from ancestor to descendant, sometimes in an invisible and incomprehensible way. Like a raindrop in a dead desert, this code awakens to life the grain of Ukrainianness that has been dormant for years, almost dead, no, almost killed, it sprouts, and a man goes to his war and fulfils his destiny...

A brief outbreak of the liberation struggle of the early twentieth century, the painful search for one's place in the Second World War, the murderous search for «his war» in the turbulent Donbas of 2014, and the scant hope that the last drop of life will awaken a new grain to life

All is not lost, life goes on, hope remains, the boat is sailing