The village of M. in Volhynia. In the early 1944, just a few months before the Red Army came with a liberation, the entire family of my grandfather has been killed by the OUN/UPA combatants, among with a few other neighbor families. By sheer accident, he was not there at the time they came, though he watched his home burning from the nearby woods. He was the sole survivor. He never talked about it nor he never returned there during his further life. I always knew what happened, but with little details - it seemed that he wanted to leave the past behind.      

Today it is a quiet and peaceful place. I have been joined by a distant relative who still lives there and who told me the harrowing parts of the story I have not heard about so far. The story about just another land built on mass graves.