Laughing.
-Mother!
Valeria watched him from a bench.
His face was no longer cold.
He was… human again.
She had lost six children.
Nothing in the world could bring that back.
But he had saved one.
And he had done justice.
A man approached.
-Are you OK?
Valeria nodded.
-Now yes.
He looked up at the sky.
—They… can rest.
The wind blew softly.
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