And burn the corpses that were made with great effort into ashes.
Pick a sunny day, go to the forest together, and hide the ashes in the river.
Another group of corpses came.
I know their fate, and mine is in someone else's hands.
I saw my son in the body...I'm going to bury him!
my son! bury.
I need a Rabbi.
There are rabbis in another camp.
But he didn't want to bury my son.
He doesn't want to.
I'm angry.
I killed him.
Where are the rabbis.
Where is there.
I don't want to get any gunpowder.
They're all dead anyway.
I want a Rabbi.
I found it!
Those idiots rioted.
I can finally bury my son.
my son.
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