Read Truthfully, They Only Remembered Her De hecho, solo la recuerdan! ; In Fact, They Only Remembered Her ; The Truth Is, They All Remembered Her ; 사실, 그들은 오직 그녀만을 기억하고 있었습니다
They barely recalled anything about her except those final words. “I’m going away,” she had said. Someone replied, “Is that so? The comrades who stood by your side during the battles will surely feel your absence.”
Her presence had faded from their memories, leaving only fragments of that last conversation. The bonds forged in conflict seemed fragile now, reduced to mere echoes. Those who had once relied on her strength now struggled to picture her face.
War had united them, but time had scattered those ties. Perhaps they would reminisce occasionally, but mostly, she became just another name lost in the past. The farewell lingered longer than her deeds, a quiet testament to how quickly people move on.
Yet, in unguarded moments, someone might still hear her voice whispering, “I’m leaving,” and wonder where she had gone. But no one truly sought the answer—memory was kinder that way.
