[Stories] Liberation anthem. Part 2

I knew the local land. I've often been here alone with other Explorers. Maintaining friendly relations with the inhabitants of the Wasteland, being ready for dialogue, is the key to obtaining the most reliable information.

With my knowledge of the shortcuts, I managed to catch up with the Ravens and arrived at Terminal-45, almost simultaneously with them. I was first met by silence — no gunshots, no screams, no roaring engines…

And then all of a sudden everything changed. The former ship berth, empty and deaf just a second ago, at once was filled with sounds — joyful voices, shouts. I was approaching a settlement made of seemingly different containers and was amazed at the fair, festive noise coming from there. After a few minutes, the delicate songs of two small violins merged with the voices. The last time I heard the crying sound of this instrument was many years ago, in my distant childhood…

Our allies from the Terminal and the Ravens feasted. I looked at the faces and saw smiles, heard laughter. I guess that's when they thought I was crazy, staring at everyone, like a tunnel dweller, forcibly pulled into the dazzling sunlight.

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