The reveille sounded, as it sounded every morning, and so began another arduous day in the field. That morning there was a lot of resentment within the squad, the temperature was dropping as quickly as the prisoners' hopes of freedom. Yegveny Miraskensvi was particularly resentful on that day, he felt feverish from the night before with pain in almost every joint of his body. He wanted as much sleep as he could get, as he …showed first 75 words of 1621 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1621 total…had just passed. He walked across the small lawn to his favorite childhood apple tree. He takes in a deep breath, free from the stench of the estranged prison camp, inhaling as deeply as he can, and he realises how important the simple things taken for granted really are when taken away. For as long as there is fresh air to breathe under an apple tree after a shower, we might survive a little longer.