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Our Quiet Home (Part 1)

It had been a quiet and rainy day and the sky's tears were just clearing up. Two sisters at about seven years old walked in tandem, their pioneer-style school uniforms unusually vibrant. It had been in the distant lowland hamlet of Taemyohung, with pastel blue village houses built for the people. They turned a floral bush-lined street into a corner house, where a hunchbacked grandmother greeted them with open arms. A lovely young mother and father stood on a ladder, holding the national flag of the People's Republic of Hyechon. After they tied the banner which subsequently flapped in the soft breeze, the family got together and looked at it with beautiful longing.

"Our Mother is Marshal Kang Hyeong-Suk. Our home is the Party's bosom..." The children began in unison, holding hands with each other, their grandmother, and their parents. After everything they had been through, this family was given a new life in socialist Hyechon- defecting from the south and enduring the loss of family to the regime.

The smiles on their faces made everything worth it. They were writing a new chapter to their life. The mother opened the door and revealed a modest feast for the family.

"We've still got family in the South to liberate. Our old neighbors, they need to see. Everything there is collapsing."

The children nodded dutifully, looking to the framed portrait of Kang Hyeong-Suk's motherly smile hanging above them.

"The Supreme Leader has issued an address proclaiming support to the Icewindian Soviet in exile, and has also released an address calling for a liberation of the South. Some day soon, our homeland will be unified."