The small mountain village of Kedrovka lay buried under a heavy winter wind, its wooden houses surrounded by endless stretches of frost-covered forest. Inside one of those homes, a funeral had been quietly prepared for an elderly man named Mikhail Sokolov.
Villagers believed he had passed away peacefully in his sleep after years of declining health. Candles burned softly near religious icons, and neighbors gathered in respectful silence. His children, Elena and Artyom, had arrived from the city after receiving the news.
The journey had been long and emotionally heavy, filled with memories they had long tried to suppress. They stood together in the cold room, looking at…
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