The Great Troubles of the early 17th century dried up the Russian sea and allowed us to see what was there, at the very bottom. What types of humans live at the very base. What truth is contained in their words and actions. And, thank God, there, in the layers on which everything else rests, there were special personalities. Such persons by their mere existence impart remarkable strength to the entire people, the entire civilization. These are... living stones. Unprecedentedly hard, heavy, resistant to all tests, not succumbing to temptation. The elements - either a merciless flame, or water boiling with rebellious violence - beat at them, hoping to crush them, but retreat, exhausted. They are transparent, like rock crystal. They are true to their word, they strongly believe, they do not know how to change. Either loyalty or death. Such was Prince Dmitry Pozharsky.