Love – glove

Loser – closer

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Star -  Start

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Idea - Ideal

old -cold

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The North Star was guiding him.

Being lost in the old, cold woods of Siberia in the middle of winter was not a good start.

The idea to flee had pierced his mind like a lightning bolt for he would not obey their orders anymore. The further he walked the closer to his goal he got.

Everyone said he was a loser, but they were wrong – he was in love, his love was for the free world. The idea of freedom fitted him like a glove.

Not willing to kill for their authoritarian ideal he fled despite knowing the chances where slim. – He did not care.