The Dawns Here Are Quiet

May 1942. A clear sky overhead, a warm wind plays with the hair, and it seems that all of life is ahead! But instead of lace dresses, young girls wear tunics, instead of shoes - stiff boots, and the music of the school waltz is replaced by the sounds of anti-aircraft shells. A merciless and harsh war rages on, indifferent to the tender girl’s dreams. But there is nothing stronger in the world than a woman’s heart, striving to protect her loved ones. Even death bows before it…

The military prose of Boris Vasilyev is dedicated to the bravery and courage of the heroes of our country. Their feats will forever remain in our memory.