Just Because A Man Glances Up At

I Think I'm Just Breathing, That's All. And There's A Difference Between Breathing And Being Alive.

I Was A Very Quiet Child, Quite Introverted, Really. Independent, Yes; I Didn't Need A Lot Of Supervision. Less So Than I Did When I Got Older, Maybe. But I Was A Bookish Child, Not Surprisingly. I Could Sit Quite Happily In A Corner For Hours And Entertain Myself With Books.

It Occurs To Me That Even Though Zoya And I Are Both Still Alive, My Life Is Already Over. She Will Be Taken From Me Soon And There Will Be No Reason For Me To Continue Without Her. We Are One Person, You See. We Are Georgyandzoya.

But Still There Are Moments When A Brother And Sister Can Lay Down Their Instruments Of Torture For A Moment And Speak As Civilized Human Beings And Bruno Decided To Make This One Of Those Moments.

Their Lost Voices Must Continue To Be Heard.