Stephen Hardoch – Null. There's no hope. There's mud, drones, and concrete basement floor, if you're fortunate enough, and a bunker you call a blindase, and it's usually a lousy pit in the ground.
So what are you fighting for? Do you inactive believe in the meaning of this fight?
On the front line—on the "null"—in a cut-off river of a part of the world, which cannot be given away, though it cannot be saved, the Horse and his companions look for light, knowing that the 1 that will come will be alternatively a burning sky explosion. Null fraternity And courage takes on a fresh meaning, rationality yields to intuition, superstition and faith.
There are volunteers and there are mobies who don't want to fight, there is love Short as life on the front and there is besides the net from the starling. The horse understands that, although he's a fresh soldier. Everything he believed and loved so far died, so he left behind the ruins of his old life in Poland and left to fight and search redemption – or possibly death?
The dead inside recognizes Zuma, the first to bear that name. His uncle unleashes what he thought was long dead. The past that Horse doesn't talk about and doesn't want to think about keeps coming back. There's besides a dog that the Tajikistan Magistrate didn't heal.
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