She’s dead. The
heroine. The only one who’s ever dared to fight the system. And the system
killed her.
But she lit the
flame. The flame of hope, of change. Of war against the system. And now -- now
we must not let it go out.
She came from far
away. The mark on her face -- one of them. The Russians. The ones who control
everything around here. And for a while…
she was indeed one of them.
But not anymore. And
neither are we.
