This book starts from a simple idea; using fictional characters, fictional events, and the condition of people in a specific but unfortunately, true historical moment to tell the state of mind of people who, after four to five years of war, suddenly and in a rather illogical way, due to the force of a combination of difficulties, leave their place of birth and life to try somewhere else to find his broken and lost life.
This story shows extreme cases and people who managed to survive the war but failed to survive the peace. It is unbelievable that peace can sometimes be worse than war. This was precisely the intention and the reason for which it is necessary to get the overall impression of confusion because all the lives that are mentioned, and the time in which these people live, they are in themselves confused and incomprehensible when viewed from a comfortable home, and from a time distance in which everything is apparently "normal."
The story mainly focuses on the period from August 1995 to 2000. Historical clips from some earlier periods are included as a basis for an even better understanding of the overall situation. All the characters, their names, and events are fictional, and all the radio and newspaper news, letters, and proclamation are authentic and were included in the book to understand better the specifics of the time in which the characters live.
The name Servon came from the name of the place "Gordoservon," which is mentioned in historical writings (year 658 - the period of the Byzantine Emperor Constantine III) as an episcopal center in Asia Minor and was a place where a special military detachment was formed made up of Slavs and under the command of Slavic princes among them there were most of those who belonged to the Serbian tribe. All other names are invented, and they are unusual and non-existent in order to contribute to the interpretation of a time in which some lives were marked by darkness and by what no one would want to happen to them. So, the time that should have never existed, just as there are no names.
I would like no one to recognize themselves in this book, no one to recognize a single moment similar to their own experience, but unfortunately...
