About the book: year / When everything that your ancestors believed in, for which they went to death and torment, became dust, Memory remains. Memory of the faith of our ancestors, shed blood, love and hatred, devotion and betrayal. She is all that is left of them. But it is also mercilessly trampled by the victors, destroying the last who remember. So why resist the inevitable, losing count of the graves of loved ones, risking your life every day and still gradually forgetting? Isn’t it better to give up and “accept reality”? But even the crumbs of preserved Knowledge will one day become the last hope of the World. You cannot betray those who died for Memory and entrusted it to you. And somewhere far away, on islands lost in ice, hidden by magic from the eyes of the unworthy, stands the Last Temple. Reach him through blood and flame. If you don’t give up.Continuation of “When the stones scream».