Character: Arkaim

I understand you, sage Oleg. You used to fight for someone else's peace, and your soul suffers when you have to throw into the meat grinder of those you used to save. Well, try to make sure that they are killed less. But those who got in the way of flow, can not float among storm waves. The secret is that people must always guard their honor, dignity. Must always be ready to fight, to pain, to fear, to overcome, to swim, to get to the ridge. Or die. But to die with honor, not stinking years later moldy stuff out of the flooded burrows. And think about the meaning of the thread... don't worry about what you cannot change. You need to keep your rod to yourself in the changing world. And you, and every one of them. Believe me, they will remember these days as the happiest in his life.