Today, up here on the derelict ruins, I felt the greatest strength of life. I felt like a mysterious force coming out of the soil and stones and entering my veins as a healing warmth. Spreading through my whole body, dispensing with my fears and my inhibitions. Delivering me from all the earthly. Miltos, I hear the groans and the pleadings of our ancestors, who seek vindication for their struggles and sacrifices. They want us to resist and to drive away those who desecrated their graves, so that their spirits can move freely, among their own living. Yes, Miltos, I will struggle, because I have defeated life by now. And if I die, our children, our parents, our ancestors will receive me in their warm arms, because they `will know that I didn`t forget them while I was alive. I did my duty!

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