This is the bitter fate of enslaved peoples. It seems you live satisfied, calmly, peacefully, without raising your head and voice against the authorities. It seems everything is fine – do not rock the boat and everything will be forgiven you – and non-titular origin, and racial and anthropological differences, and national “underculture”. But then a war, unnecessary and incomprehensible for you, comes, and you need to go “repay the debt”, which you did not take from anyone. Suddenly comes (albeit not to everyone) an understanding of the true value of your whole life: you are just an consumable resource of the empire. Your life and the fate of your family just fly into the furnace.
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