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Her son, her only child, the joy and hope of her life, left her there, where not returned; he became an atoning sacrifice like a phallus from Panichewa as those unknown to her, hundreds of people who died before the coming of spring. But what Svetlova one of all was guilty of something, not comforted the Princess in her loss. She lost her son, she lost her future and for her spring will never come. And Ogneyar with Thunderbolt, both having won the most important battle of their fate, stood equally gloomy, both suffering from impotence to help this woman. She is not to blame, but it is doomed to the long, inescapable suffering. Her heart is full of love that will quench any transgressions of the son, and has not cooled the time, and her love will be her undeserved punishment. This is the flip side of Macasinag gifts this winter, without which there is no spring.