we the living

The line of story living closest to those It boasts about.The impulsive,uncompromising Leo,the stiff Kira,and the supermature Andrei.
Ayn Rand's narrates have the touch of the perfect,the rainbow dreams of a child ,the glow of yellow morning lights.Untouched,and sculpted
to shape at the very moment of birth.A certain sway is We the living ,like a young leaf among the offering pangs of the thorns .The three
characters have one thing in common,they are mutual compatriots ,beings of the same law,of the same gravity.
While the world has much to say of the greats,time has many to explain and reveal.An Andrei,A Leo,a Kira,of their livings.

One thing ,Kira,what is your heart ?The bosom of love ?