Tjuetredje februar:
Belarus:
Natalya watched her boss lay the wreath down. He was used it by now, she mused. Aleksander Lukashenko had after all been the president since 1994. He probably would be elected again, come October.
As she lay down a wreath herself, she thought that it wouldn't matter either way, it wasn't that hard to remember what to do today. It was the significance, not the action, that was so important.
And she would always be here, to commemorate the past defenders who had protected and fought for her country and to train the future soldiers.
Author's Notes:
I don't own Hetalia