A story about how we sometimes, without realizing it, commit terrible crimes, killing our unborn children. Nature creates a person already in the womb, and no matter how the circumstances develop, one cannot deprive him of life. Children are our joy and our cross, which we must bear throughout our lives. Our ancestors said: “A child in the house is God in the house.” In the story, the hero killed his children, as if freeing himself from an unnecessary burden, and then suffered all his life because of this crime.