Every year, Pyotr attended the founder's day celebration, and every year, he sat in the front row as the names of the fallen were read out. He was proud of his friends, but he also felt a deep sense of sadness that they weren't there to see the town they had saved.
Pyotr looked around at the sea of standing people and felt a lump in his throat. He realized that he wasn't alone in his remembrance. The entire town was standing with him, and with his friends. Every year, Pyotr attended the founder's day celebration,
This year, as the names were being read, Pyotr stood up. His knees were stiff and his back was sore, but he stood as straight as he could. He wanted to show his friends that they were not forgotten. He realized that he wasn't alone in his remembrance
He looked up at the sky and felt a sense of peace. He knew that as long as the town remembered, his friends would never truly be gone. His knees were stiff and his back was
He looked at the photograph and whispered, "We did it, boys. The town is safe, and the children are happy."