One April morning, we opened our eyes to a new day with the sound of birds. Our journey towards Çarçella was about to begin.
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Comrade Ferzende suffered a heart attack in Heftenîn in 2017. The comrades could not find an opportunity to take him to our doctors, and as a result he fell a martyr.
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Writing takes heart. Loving the guerrilla demands a price; touching it demands a rebellious life on the peaks. It demands walking above the valleys left beneath the wings of hawks flying over the same mountain, at its highest summits.
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Morning had come, and the warnings given the previous evening had been followed to the letter until sunrise. Our entire day had passed making places for the squads. It was March 10, 1997.
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