The beginning of the new life. Final part.

"Why do I have to run all my life? Why can't I stop or at least walk slowly? Why do my legs carry me faster than those white horses that compete with me? I ran all my life. I ran to meet life. I ran towards my dreams, towards him. I fled from death, from suffering, from anger. My legs are tired. I want to go home. I want to go home." Longwei was thinking, looking ahead. "When will this steppe end? When will it all end? How much can I suffer?"

Overtaking horses, overtaking the wind, overtaking the eagles that flew in the sky, Longwei opened his mouth and shouted loudly. It was a cry of victory, it was a cry of despair and pain in the past.

Cloudy sky, raindrops, thunder and lightning, but despite this, his legs carried him forward, as well as the wings of huge eagles carried them towards the mountains.