If stories have any kind of true within their lines, then there was a time when in sorrow heroes used to reveal themselves and fight for those values and beliefs they considered most important, for themselves and for the well-being of the people they loved the most. As stories tell…they were brave, honourable, and above all: faithful to their beliefs. These men transcended in such a way that songs have been sung about them throughout centuries, sculptures have been created in celebration to their heroic performances, stories have been told through centuries and even films try to represent the figure of the hero.
Where are the heroes of our time? Who are they and for which values are they fighting for? What would be worth saving as to deserve their lives? Who are we going to admire and turn immortal?