You see them coming from far, as though they were on the road for so long. Others emerge from the crowd and make their way. The walk is slow and silent. They seem to be coming from many different places of the memory. From different distances in time and space. Memory is in the body of women. In their silences, in their breaths, in their prayers, in their wails, in their waits, in their cry of pain. The memory is in the voices of the men. In getting togheter and singing. Singing as soldiers used to do. As fathers and sons used to do. Singing fear and despair. Singing the history of War, the snow over bodies, the trenches in the mountains, the nights that seemed months, years… View the photo-gallery of “In Memoriam-after the end” by Sharon Fridman that took place in Leiten, the Military Memorial of Asiago. Over 54000 italian and austro-hungarian soldiers who had died in the First World War, of wich 33000 are still unkonwn, rest in Leiten. Soldiers dispersed on the plateau are still many.